Henry Timrod Poems
- A Mother Gazes Upon Her Daught... Is she not lovely! Oh! ...
- A Rhapsody Of A Southern Winte... Oh! dost thou flatter ...
- Retirement My gentle friend! I hold no creed so false As ...
- Youth And Manhood Another year! a short one, if it flow Like...
- Carolina I The despot treads thy sacred sands, Thy pines ...
- An Exotic Not in a climate near the sun Did the cloud with ...
- A Cry To Arms Ho! woodsmen of the mountain side! Ho! ...
Henry Timrod was an American poet, often called the poet laureate of the Confederacy.
Timrod was born on December 8, 1828, in Charleston, South Carolina, to a family of German descent. His grandfather Heinrich Dimroth emigrated to the United States in 1765 and Anglicized his name. His father was an officer in the Seminole Wars and a poet himself. The elder Timrod died on July 28, 1838, at the age of 44; his son was nine. A few years later, their home burned down, leaving the family impoverished.
Timrod studied at the University of Georgia beginning in 1847 with the help of a financial benefactor. He was soon forced by illness to end his formal ... more »
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A Mother Gazes Upon Her Daughter
Is she not lovely! Oh! when, long ago,
My own dead mother gazed upon my face,
As I stood blushing near in bridal snow,
I had not half her beauty and her grace.
Yet that fond mother praised, the world caressed,
And ONE adored me -- how shall HE who soon
Shall wear my gentle flower upon his breast,
Prize to its utmost worth the priceless boon?
Shall he not gird her, guard her, make her rich,
(Not as the world is rich, in outward show,)
With all the love and watchful kindness which
A wise and tender manhood may bestow?
Oh! I shall part from her ...