Poems by Sigourney Lydia Huntley
Death of an Infant
... d been a murmuring sound,With which the babe would claim its mother's ear,Charming her even to tears ...
Difference of Color
... udge, will look at me With anger in his eyes,If I, my brother's darker brow Should ever dare despise ...
I must not teaze my Mother
... rive to please her, She every hour shall see,For should she go away, or die, What would become of me ...
Indian Names
... nresisting tribes With toilsome step and slow,On through the trackless desert pass, A caravan of woe ...
The Wish of the Weary Woman
... s them, wheresoe'er they hide:Fain would they 'scape, but to his sightI hasten, and his shaft invite ...
