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Quotes by Mary Howitt
Yes! in the poor man's garden grow, Far more than herbs and flowers, Kind thoughts, contentment, peace of mind, And joy for weary hours.— filed under Content
Mother. Then take me on your knee, mother; And listen, mother of mine. A hundred fairies danced last night, And the harpers they were nine.— filed under Fairies
Heart's Ease. Heart's ease! one could look for half a day Upon this flower, and shape in fancy out Full twenty different tales of love and sorrow, That gave this gentle name.— filed under Flowers-Pansy
When on the breath of Autumn's breeze, From pastures dry and brown, Goes floating, like an idle thought, The fair, white thistle-down; O, then what joy to walk at will, Upon the golden harvest-hill!— filed under Flowers-Thorn
"Will you walk into my parlour?" Said a spider to a fly; "'Tis the prettiest little parlour That ever you did spy."— filed under Instruction
Ship Union. Poems of the Class of '29. Old England is our home and Englishmen are we, Our tongue is known in every clime, our flag on every sea. S.— filed under Patriotism
There's silence in the harvest field; And blackness in the mountain glen, And cloud that will not pass away From the hill-tops for many a day; And stillness round the homes of men.— filed under Sows
Pope's trans. Roads are wet where'er one wendeth, And with rain the thistle bendeth, And the brook cries like a child! Not a rainbow shines to cheer us; Ah! the sun comes never near us, And the heavens look dark and wild. S.— filed under Storm