Mary Carolyn Davies

(1914-1934 / United States)

Mary Carolyn Davies Poems

1. A Girl's Songs 1/4/2003
2. Pine Song 4/22/2010
3. Songs Of A Girl 4/22/2010
4. Smith, Of The Third Oregon, Dies 1/4/2003
5. Cloistered 4/22/2010
6. Dance 12/25/2014
7. The Day Before April 1/4/2003
8. Love Song 4/22/2010

Comments about Mary Carolyn Davies

  • Christy Groome (9/8/2015 9:27:00 PM)


    She must be strong, this woman that I build
    From day to day: she must be poised and strong
    And wise, and kind, far-seeking, and firm-willed,
    All quiet patience must to her belong,
    All subtle understanding of the hearts
    Of those she meets, those broken down with woe
    Or Gay or unconcerned; these are the arts
    Whatever else she lacks, that must she know.

    This woman that I build from day to day—
    Each deed each hidden thought will some day show
    To those who search within her eyes, and they
    All that I did or wished today will know.
    O may I wisely choose, thrust firmly out
    Wrong thoughts. May only pure desires be mine!
    And may I banish greed and fear and doubt,
    All that would make the woman less than fine.

    All that would make that woman less that true,
    And strong, and pure, and fit to take her place,
    Courageous, trained, prepared her part to do
    In the high battles of the striving race.
    Whether the woman shall be strong and free
    And good, none but the girl I am can say.
    O wrought with care and praying may she be,
    The woman that I build now, day by day.

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  • Susan Jordan (5/12/2006 4:45:00 PM)

    As a young teenager, my Grandmother gave me a poem by Mary Carolyn Davies entitled 'The Woman That I Build.' It begins, 'She must be strong, this woman that I build from day to day.' I have forgotten much of it, but would love to find it to pass on to my daughter and grandchild. Does anyone have this poem?

Best Poem of Mary Carolyn Davies

Love Song

There is a strong wall about me to protect me:
It is built of the words you have said to me.

There are swords about me to keep me safe:
They are the kisses of your lips.

Before me goes a shield to guard me from harm:
It is the shadow of your arms between me and danger.

All the wishes of my mind know your name,
And the white desires of my heart
They are acquainted with you.
The cry of my body for completeness,
That is a cry to you.
My blood beats out your name to me, unceasing, pitiless
Your name, your name.

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