Poems by Marietta Holley
9781465562005
pages
Library of Alexandria
Overview
All through my busy years of prose writing I have occasionally jotted down idle thoughts in rhyme. Imagining ideal scenes, ideal characters, and then, as is the way, I suppose, with more ambitious poets, trying to put myself inside the personalities I have invoked, trying to feel as they would be likely to, speak the words I fancied they would say. The many faults of my verses I can see only too well; their merits, if they have any, I leave with the public—which has always been so kind to me—to discover. And half-hopefully, half-fearfully, I send out the little craft on the wide sea strewn with so many wrecks. But thinking it must be safer from adverse winds because it carries so low a sail, and will cruise along so close to the shore and not try to sail out in the deep waters. And so I bid the dear little wanderer (dear to me), God-speed, and bon voyage
