Poems by Ann Taylor
A True Story
... "Your house and its comforts, your food and your friends, ...
About the Little Girl that Beat Her Sister
... What! little children scratch and fight, ...
Deaf Martha
... One day, when those children themselves are grown old, ...
For a Naughty Little Girl
... We'll pray, then, that GOD may your passion forgive, ...
Jane and Eliza
... And because it might chance that her share was the worst, ...
Learning to Go Alone
... There she comes along at last: ...
Meddlesome Matty
... "Ah! well," thought she, "I'll try them on, ...
The Baby's Dance
... Dance little baby, and mother shall sing, ...
The Chatterbox
... You'll think now, perhaps, that there would have been gaps, ...
The Cow
... Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white ...
The Cut
... If that should chance to cut a vein, ...
The Field Daisy
... In the meadows green I'm found, ...
The Little Cripple's Complaint
... And for you I'll breathe a prayer, ...
The Pin
... But not a pin had slidden through! At last, as hunting on the floor, ...
The Star
... Lights the trav'ller in the dark : ...