Phoebe Cary
Phoebe Cary
Phoebe Carywas an American poet, and the younger sister of poet Alice Cary. The sisters co-published poems in 1849, and then each went on to publish volumes of her own. After their deaths in 1871, joint anthologies of the sisters' unpublished poems were also compiled...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth4 September 1824
CityMount Healthy, OH
CountryUnited States of America
age death living loving nor
Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the loving heart.
stars reality light
Do we call the star lost that is hidden / In the great light of morn?
love-is thinking light
I think true love is never blind, / But rather brings an added light; / An inner vision quick to find / The beauties hid from common sight.
lying rivers laughing
Laugh out, O stream, from your bed of green, / Where you lie in the sun's embrace; / And talk to the reeds that o'er you lean / To touch your dimpled face ...
running book rejection
Books were put out, and 'had a run,' / Like coinage from the mint; / But which could fill the place of one, / That one they wouldn't print?
regret temptation moments
O that one unguarded moment! / Were it mine to live again, / All the strength of its temptation / Would appeal to me in vain.
taken knowing deception
For of all hard things to bear and grin, / The hardest is knowing you're taken in.
eye black half
There are eyes half defiant, Half meek and compliant; Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm To bring us good or to work with harm.
children heart men
O men, grown sick with toil and care, Leave for awhile the crowded mart; O women, sinking with despair, Weary of limb and faint of heart, Forget your years to-day and come As children back to childhood's house.
father rocks feet
Father, perfect my trust;Let my spirit feel in death,That her feet are firmly setOn the rock of a living faith!
christmas jesus children
For little children everywhere A joyous season still we make; We bring our precious gifts to them, Even for the dear child Jesus' sake.
military lips tasks
And though hard be the task, keep a stiff upper lip.
home today solemn
One sweetly solemn thought, comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home today, than I ever have been before.
dust sight rose
For those roses bright, oh, those roses bright! I have twined them in my sister's locks That are hid in the dust from sight.