Susanna Rowson
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English-born American novelist, poet, playwright, religious writer, stage actress, educator, geographer (1762-1824)
Person · Open Library
- Born
- 1762
- Died
- 1824
- Works
- 63
Top works
- Will you rise my belov'd
- A present for young ladies
- The test of honour
- Youth's first step in geography
- Orphan nosegay girl
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Listeners · Last.fm
- Listeners
- 15
- Total plays
- 68
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Recent publications · Crossref
5 total works indexed
- Global burden of 369 diseases and injuries in 204 countries and territories, 1990–2019: a systematic analysis for the Global Burden of Disease Study 2019
· 2020 · cited 15,989x
- The FAIR Guiding Principles for scientific data management and stewardship
· 2016 · cited 14,659x
- Global burden of bacterial antimicrobial resistance in 2019: a systematic analysis
· 2022 · cited 13,921x
- 2021 ESC Guidelines for the diagnosis and treatment of acute and chronic heart failure
· 2021 · cited 12,152x
- Pembrolizumab plus Chemotherapy in Metastatic Non–Small-Cell Lung Cancer
· 2018 · cited 5,724x
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Quotes
- “Wealth and titles, which were sure to be heaped on the hero or heroine of the tale at last, she considered as the ultimatum of all sublunary good.”
- “... she had on a blue bonnet, and with a pair of lovely eyes of the same color, has contrived to make me feel devilish odd about the heart.”
- “The mind of youth eagerly catches at promised pleasure: pure and innocent by nature, it thinks not of the dangers lurking beneath those pleasures, till too late to avoid them.”
- “Oh my dear girls, for to such only am I writing, listen not to the voice of love, unless sanctioned by paternal approbation; be assured it is now past the days of romance.”
- “Of all the pleasures of which the human mind is sensible, there is none equal to that which warms and expands the bosom, when listening to commendations bestowed on us by a beloved object, and are conscious of having deserved them.”
- “Pleasure is a vain illusion; she draws you on to a thousand follies, errors, and I may say vices, and then leaves you to deplore your thoughtless credulity.”
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