Jane Taylor

(23 September 1783 – 13 April 1824 / Colchester, England)

Jane Taylor Poems

1. The Poppy 2/5/2016
2. My Mother 4/8/2015
3. The Squire’s Pew 4/8/2010
4. Poetry And Reality 4/8/2010
5. Experience 4/8/2010
6. The World In The House 4/8/2010
7. A Fable 4/8/2010
8. Accomplishment 4/8/2010
9. A Pair 4/8/2010
10. Soliloquy 4/8/2010
11. Prejudice 4/8/2010
12. Good Night 4/8/2010
13. Egotism 4/8/2010
14. The World In The Heart 4/8/2010
15. Aims At Happiness 4/8/2010
16. Dirty Jim 4/8/2010
17. Teaching From The Stars 4/8/2010
18. Pretty Cow 4/8/2010
19. Poverty 5/11/2012
20. A Town 4/8/2010
21. Recreation 4/8/2010
22. Greedy Richard 1/3/2003
23. Finery 1/3/2003
24. The Village Green 1/3/2003
25. The Apple-Tree 1/3/2003
26. The Holidays 1/3/2003
27. The Star 4/8/2010
28. Little Girls Must Not Fret 1/3/2003
29. The Disappointment 1/3/2003
30. Mischief 1/3/2003
31. Sleepy Harry 1/3/2003
32. The Spider 1/3/2003
33. The Orphan 1/3/2003
34. Come And Play In The Garden 1/3/2003
35. The Good-Natured Girls 1/3/2003
36. The Violet 1/3/2003

Comments about Jane Taylor

  • Sunita yadav (7/5/2018 10:25:00 AM)

    What was the feeling that little Harry had, in the beginning

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  • Rittiga (6/23/2018 2:01:00 AM)

    superb
    awesome
    wonderful

  • BenTheGoat (6/13/2018 8:15:00 AM)

    76ers will win 2018-2019 NBA championship

  • Bertina (4/26/2018 1:34:00 PM)

    How can I get the rhythm scheme of their poems

  • Maya Hardy (3/13/2018 5:56:00 PM)

    I know wikipedia isn't the best source, but it says her father was Isaac Taylor, and then at the end, it says her brother taylor, gave her comfort, is that an insane coinincedence, or true, please help me answer this question!

  • jane frances (2/16/2018 8:05:00 AM)

    how can i get the concerns of jane taylor in regards to this poem

  • Daniela Dominguez (7/15/2007 4:22:00 PM)

    I wanted to know if you could post the star, and if you don't know it you could contact me.

  • Zoe Parkhouse (4/20/2005 4:35:00 PM)

    Jane Taylor died in 1824, she might have some trouble in contacting you! !

Best Poem of Jane Taylor

The Violet

Down in a green and shady bed,
A modest violet grew;
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head
As if to hide from view.
And yet it was a lovely flower,
Its colour bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.

Yet thus it was content to bloom,
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused a sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.

Then let me to the valley go
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.

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The Spider

"Oh, look at that great ugly spider!" said Ann;
And screaming, she brush'd it away with her fan;
"'Tis a frightful black creature as ever can be,
I wish that it would not come crawling on me. "

"Indeed," said her mother, "I'll venture to say,
The poor thing will try to keep out of your way;
For after the fright, and the fall, and the pain,
It has much more occasion than you to complain.

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