Phoebe Cary Poems

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Suppose, my little lady,
Your doll should break her head,
Could you make it whole by crying
Till your eyes and nose are red?

A Leak In The Dike

A Story of Holland
The good dame looked from her cottage
At the close of the pleasant day,

When Lovely Woman

When lovely woman wants a favor,
And finds, too late, that man won't bend,
What earthly circumstance can save her


HE dwelt among 'apartments let,'
About five stories high;
A man I thought that none would get,

Nearer Home

One sweetly solemn thought
Comes to me o’er and o’er;
I am nearer home to-day
Than I ever have been before;

The Christmas Sheaf

“Now, good-wife, bring your precious hoard,”
The Norland farmer cried,
“And heap the hearth, and heap the board,
For the blessed Christmas-tide.

Ballad Of The Canal

We were crowded in the cabin,
Not a soul had room to sleep;
It was midnight on the waters,
And the banks were very steep.


The crocus rose from her snowy bed
As she felt the spring’s caresses,
And the willow from her graceful head
Shook out her yellow tresses.

Entered Into Rest

My friend, 0, my dearly beloved!
O, do you feel, do you know,
How the times and the seasons are going;

The Day Is Done (Parody Of H.W. Longfellow)

The day is done, and darkness
From the wing of night is loosed,
As a feather is wafted downward,
From a chicken going to roost.