Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith

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And is there another dear loved one for me? May a strong cord of union now bind me to thee? Would you call me your mother? Permit in return, That I call thee my child, and your...

Be at your post, where'er it be; the claims of life fulfill. Be no one act or motive wrong; heed Heaven's own bidding still. Then let the hail sweep o'er your path, let storms i...

Each keeping the ranks, all united in one, Saying, Lord, as thou hast commanded, we've done; No weapon will prosper formed here to divide, And victory will turn upon Israel's side.

No cloud had come o'er me; all prospects were bright; This vain course I pursued with exquisite delight; I dreamed not that tears would these pleasures efface, That sickness and...

Annie looked very natural; more so than at any time after she came home. It was remarked that a holy sweetness seemed to rest upon her countenance, while her remains were with u...

Love's sweet strains, like music flowing, Drink not deep their melting tone. Eyes that now so gently glowing, Beam so fondly in thine own-- Ah! their light--it may deceive thee;...

Come, come, come, The weary pilgrim there "Lays staff and sandals down" A conqueror's palm to bear, And an angel's glittering crown. Then all the scoffs we've borne, While this...