Phoebe Cary Poems
- Suppose Suppose, my little lady, Your doll should break her ...
- Nearer Home One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o’er and ...
- A Leak In The Dike A Story of Holland The good dame looked ...
- The Lovers Sally Salter, she was a young teacher who ...
- Jacob HE dwelt among 'apartments let,' About five stories ...
- When Lovely Woman When lovely woman wants a favor, And ...
- Sugar-Making The crocus rose from her snowy bed As she felt ...
Phoebe Cary (September 4, 1824 – July 31, 1871) was an American poet, and the younger sister of poet Alice Cary (1820–1871). The sisters co-published poems in 1849, and then each went on to publish volumes of her own. After their deaths in 1871, joint anthologies of the sisters' unpublished poems were also compiled.
Phoebe Cary was born on September 4, 1824, in Mount Healthy, Ohio near Cincinnati, and she and her sister Alice were raised on the Clovernook farm in North College Hill, Ohio. While she and her sister were raised in a Universalist household and held political and religious views that were liberal and reformist, they often attended Methodist, Presbyterian, and ... more »
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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?
And would n't it be pleasanter
To treat is as a joke;
And say you're glad ''Twas Dolly's
And not your head that broke?'
Suppose you're dressed for walking,
And the rain comes pouring down,
Will it clear off any sooner
Because you scold and frown?
And wouldn't it be nicer
For you to smile than pout,
And so make sunshine in the house
When there is none without?
Suppose your task, my little man,
Is very hard ...