Phoebe Cary

po_Cary-Phoebe1Phoebe Cary (September 4, 1824 – July 31, 1871) was an American poet, and the younger sister of poet Alice Cary (1820–1871).

The sisters co-published poems in 1849, and then each went on to publish volumes of her own. After their deaths in 1871, joint anthologies of the sisters’ unpublished poems were also compiled.

TRUE LOVE
Phoebe Cary

I think true love is never blind,
But rather brings an added light,
An inner vision hid from common sight.

No soul can ever clearly see
Another’s highest, noblest part;
Save through the sweet philosophy
And loving wisdom of the heart.

Your unanoited eyes shall fall
On him who fills my world with light;
You do not see my friend at all;
You see what hides from your sight.

No soul can ever clearly see
Another’s highest, noblest part;
Save through the sweet philosophy
And loving wisdom of the heart

Your unanointed eyes shall fall
On him who fills my world with light;
You do not see my friend at all,
You see what hides him from your site.

I see the feet that fain would climb,
You but the steps that turn astray:
I see the soul the unharmed sublime;
You, but the garment, and the clay.

You see a mortal, weak, mislead,
Dwarfed ever by the earthly clod;
I see how manhood, perfected,
May reach the stature of a God.

Blinded I stood, as now you stand,
Till on mine eyes, with touches sweet,
Love, the deliverer, laid his hand,
And lo! I worship at his feet!