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“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.”

Quote by Phoebe Cary

Book:The Poetical Works of Alice and Phoebe Cary

Work

The Poetical Works of Alice and Phoebe Cary

This book features a compilation of poems written by the sisters Alice and Phoebe Cary, showcasing their literary contributions and poetic styles. more

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Phoebe Cary was an American poet celebrated for her romantic and lyrical poetry. Born on September 4, 1824, she was a prominent figure in the literary scene of her era. Her poetry frequently depicted her personal experiences and the natural world. Cary passed away on July 31, 1871. more

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