Phoebe Cary
Phoebe Cary was an American poet and writer born in Cincinnati in 1824.
She lived until 1871, when she died in Newport, leaving behind a collection of poems that carries her name. Her notable works include "One Sweetly Solemn Thought," "Nearer Home," "The Fortune in the Daisy," "In Absence," "Faithful," "Baby's Ring," and "Ready." These titles represent the body of work by which she is identified as a writer and poet working in the United States during the nineteenth century.
The poems attributed to Cary span a range of titles, from the domestic register of "Baby's Ring" to the more contemplative-sounding "One Sweetly Solemn Thought" and "Nearer Home." Works such as "Faithful," "Ready," and "In Absence" round out the list of pieces connected to her. She died in Newport in 1871, and these seven poems remain the works the record associates with her name.
Quotes by Phoebe Cary
One sweetly solemn thought, comes to me o’er and o’er; I am nearer home today, than I ever have been before.
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.
Sometimes, I think the things we see are shadows of the things to be; that what we plan we build.
Give plenty of what is given to you, And listen to pity’s call. Don’t think the little you give is great, And the much you get is small.
Sometimes, I think the things we see are shadows of the things to be; that what we plan we build
You may wear your virtues as a crown, As you walk through life serenely, And grace your simple rustic gown With a beauty more than queenly. Though only one for you shall care, One only speak your praises; And you never wear in your shining hair, A richer flower than daisies.