Ann Taylor

(30 January 1782 - 20 December 1866 / Colchester, England)

Ann Taylor Poems

1. Washing And Dressing 4/1/2010
2. The Spider 4/1/2010
3. The Child’s Monitor 4/1/2010
4. The Little Negro 4/1/2010
5. The Good-Natured Girls 4/1/2010
6. The Village Green 4/1/2010
7. The Violet 4/1/2010
8. The Holidays 4/1/2010
9. The Orphan 4/1/2010
10. The Wooden Doll And The Wax Doll 4/1/2010
11. The Gaudy Flower 4/1/2010
12. The Disappointment 4/1/2010
13. The Little Cripple's Complaint 1/3/2003
14. Finery 4/1/2010
15. Come And Play In The Garden 4/1/2010
16. The Washing And Dressing 1/3/2003
17. Frances Keeps Her Promise 4/1/2010
18. George And The Chimney-Sweep 4/1/2010
19. The Pin 1/3/2003
20. James And The Shoulder Of Mutton 4/1/2010
21. The Boys And The Apple-Tree 4/1/2010
22. The Apple-Tree 4/1/2010
23. Careless Mathilda 4/1/2010
24. Mischief 4/1/2010
25. The Cut 1/3/2003
26. Greedy Richard 4/1/2010
27. Sophia’s Fool’s-Cap 4/1/2010
28. The Vulgar Little Lady 1/3/2003
29. The Field Daisy 1/3/2003
30. To A Little Girl That Has Told A Lie 1/3/2003
31. Sleepy Harry 4/1/2010
32. The Chatterbox 1/3/2003
33. Dirty Jim 4/1/2010
34. The Butterfly 4/1/2010
35. Negligent Mary 4/1/2010
36. Deaf Martha 1/3/2003
37. About The Little Girl That Beat Her Sister 1/3/2003
38. The Cow 1/3/2003
39. Jane And Eliza 1/3/2003
40. Little Girls Must Not Fret 4/1/2010

Comments about Ann Taylor

  • Robin Taylor Gilbert (8/27/2018 8:43:00 AM)

    Although the portrait gives the appearance of being associated with the Wikipedia article the text of which you have reprinted, which I wrote, I certainly did not supply the portrait. I do, however, own one of the copies of the smaller crayon portrait above it done by her son Josiah in her old age.

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  • Robin Taylor Gilbert (8/27/2018 7:25:00 AM)

    What is the evidence that this is a (photographic) portrait of Ann Taylor (Ann Gilbert as she would have been by then) , my 2xgreat-grandmother? It doesn’t look like authenticated portraits of her &, when she was the age of the woman portrayed (c.50?) , photographic portraits wd have been rare indeed.



Best Poem of Ann Taylor

My Mother

Who sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?
My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept for fear that I should die?
My Mother.

Who taught my infant lips to pray
And love God’s holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way?
My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who wast so very kind to me,
My Mother?

Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear,
And if God please my life to spare
I hope I shall ...

Read the full of My Mother

Deaf Martha

Poor Martha is old, and her hair is turn'd grey,
And her hearing has left her for many a year;
Ten to one if she knows what it is that you say,
Though she puts her poor wither'd hand close to her ear.

I've seen naughty children run after her fast,
And cry, "Martha, run, there's a bullock so bold;"
And when she was frighten'd, ­laugh at her at last,
Because she believed the sad stories they told.

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