"And though hard be the task, "Keep a stiff upper lip!"
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 After their deaths in 1871, joint anthologies of the sisters' unpublished poems were also compiled.
"Her washing ended with the day, Yet lived she at its close, And passed the long, long night away In darning ragged hose.But when the sun in all its state Illumed the Eastern skies, She passed about the kitchen grate And went to making pies."
"Nearer my Fathers house, Where the many mansions be; Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea;Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down; Nearer leaving the cross, Nearer gaining the crown!"
"For little children everywhere A joyous season still we make; We bring our precious gifts to them, Even for the dear child Jesus’ sake."
"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."
"No thought within her bosom stirs, But wakes some feeling dark and dread; God keep thee from a doom like hers, Of living when the hopes are dead."
"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."