Mary C. M. Phillips

High she rode, and calm and stainlessly she shone….with pencil-ray she wrote on heaven and on earth records for archives everlasting. She and those stars seemed to me at once the types and witnesses of truth all regnant. The night-sky lit her reign: like its slow-wheeling progress, advanced her victory-that onward movement which has been, and is, and will be from eternity to eternity. – Charlotte Brontë, Villette

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