Mary Ann H. T. Bigelow Hear Poems

  • 1.
    To thee, the guardian of my youthful days,
    Fain would I pay some tribute of respect;
    And though it falls far short of thy desert,
    The will to do thee justice thou'lt accept.
    ...
  • 2.
    "And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of man be lifted up.

    "That whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have eternal life."

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  • 3.
    Ah! short-sighted monarch, dost thou think to pursue
    The Israel of God, and recapture them too?
    Hast thou so soon forgotten the plagues on thee sent,
    Or so hardened thy heart that thou can'st not relent?
    ...
  • 4.
    Feed my lambs! the Saviour said,
    Near two thousand years ago;
    If we truly love the Lord,
    By obedience, love we'll show.
    ...
  • 5.
    Lo the curtains of night around Palestine fall,
    And Jerusalem's streets into darkness are thrown;
    The late-busy hum of men's voices is hushed,
    And the city is clad in dark livery alone.
    ...
  • 6.
    Oh! tell me ye shepherds, tell me I pray,
    Have you seen the fair Jessie pass by this way?
    You ne'er could forget her, if once you had seen,
    She's fair as the morning, she moves like a Queen.
    ...
  • 7.
    Many, many thanks my friend,
    For those sweet verses thou didst send,
    So good they were and witty;
    And now I will confess to thee,
    ...
  • 8.
    By especial request I take up my pen,
    To write a few lines to my dear Mrs. N.;
    And though nothing of depth she has right to expect;
    Yet the will for the deed she will not reject
    ...
  • 9.
    We meet to-day as ne'er before,
    To greet a pastor of our choice,
    Without a single jarring note,
    And without one dissenting voice.
    ...
Total 9 Hear Poems by Mary Ann H. T. Bigelow

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