Top 29 Quotes & Sayings by Phoebe Cary

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Last updated on April 15, 2025.

Phoebe Cary 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 their own. After their deaths in 1871, joint anthologies of the sisters' unpublished poems were also compiled.

American - Poet | September 4, 1824 - July 31, 1871

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Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the loving heart.

Phoebe Cary

And though hard be the task, 'Keep a stiff upper lip'.

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.

Phoebe Cary

There are eyes half defiant, Half meek and compliant; Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm To bring us good or to work with harm.

Phoebe Cary

Do we call the star lost that is hidden / In the great light of morn?

Phoebe Cary

I know not which I love the most, Nor which the comeliest shows, The timid, bashful violet Or the royal-hearted rose: The pansy in purple dress, The pink with cheek of red, Or the faint, fair heliotrope, who hangs, Like a bashful maid her head.

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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.

Phoebe Cary

Sometimes, I think the things we see are shadows of the things to be; that what we plan we build

Phoebe Cary

And though hard be the task, keep a stiff upper lip.

Phoebe Cary

Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the living heart.

Phoebe Cary

But alas for the dreams that round us play! / For the plans of mortal making! / And alas for the false and fickle day / That looked so fair at waking!

Phoebe Cary

Books were put out, and 'had a run,' / Like coinage from the mint; / But which could fill the place of one, / That one they wouldn't print?

Phoebe Cary

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.

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But whenever she thanks the givers for favors great and small, she thinks of the good little sister who gave her more than they all.

Phoebe Cary

Come up, April, though the valley, / In your robes of beauty drest, / Come and wake your flowery children / From their wintry beds of rest.

Phoebe Cary

Only yield when you must, never "give up the ship," but fight on to the last "with a stiff upper lip!

Phoebe Cary

For those roses bright, oh, those roses bright! I have twined them in my sister's locks That are hid in the dust from sight.

Phoebe Cary

And never since harvests were ripened, / Or laborers born, / Have men gathered figs of the thistle, / Or grapes of the thorn!

Phoebe Cary

O that one unguarded moment! / Were it mine to live again, / All the strength of its temptation / Would appeal to me in vain.

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For of all hard things to bear and grin, / The hardest is knowing you're taken in.

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Ah, there are moments for us here, when, seeing Life's inequalities, and woe, and care, The burdens laid upon our mortal being Seem heavier than the human heart can bear.

Phoebe Cary

I think true love is never blind, / But rather brings an added light; / An inner vision quick to find / The beauties hid from common sight.

Phoebe Cary

Never is true love blind, but rather brings an added light.

Phoebe Cary

Laugh out, O stream, from your bed of green, / Where you lie in the sun's embrace; / And talk to the reeds that o'er you lean / To touch your dimpled face.

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Women are only told that they resemble angels when they are young and beautiful; consequently, it is their persons, not their virtues, that procure them homage.

Phoebe Cary

For little children everywhere A joyous season still we make; We bring our precious gifts to them, Even for the dear child Jesus' sake.

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All the great blessings of my life are present in my thoughts today

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Father, perfect my trust;Let my spirit feel in death,That her feet are firmly setOn the rock of a living faith!

Phoebe Cary

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.

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