Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

thumb|right|An 1888 lithograph of Piatt. Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt (11 August 1836 – 22 December 1919) was an American poet from Kentucky. Quotes There stretch'd a sleeping army. One by one,They took their places until thousands met;No leader's stars flash'd on before, and noneLean'd on his sword or stagger'd with his gun --I wonder if their feet have rested yet! Army of Occupation (1866), a Civil War poem written at Arlington, Virginia. My mother says I must not passToo near that glass;She is afraid that I will seeA little witch that looks like me,With a red mouth to whisper lowThe very thing I should not know. The Witch in the Glass (1881). This was your butterfly, you see— His fine wings made him vain:The caterpillars crawl, but he Passed them in rich disdain.—My pretty boy says, “Let him be Only a worm again! After Wings (1892). Other suns will shine as golden, Other skies be just as blue; Other south winds blow as softly,Gently drinking up the dew. To-day, Stanza 1. All the glories of the sunset,In the sunrise one may see;That which others call the dawningIs the night for you and me. To-day, Stanza 3. If this be all, for which I've listened long,Oh, spirit of the dew!You did not sing to Shelley such a songAs Shelley sung to you. A Word With a Skylark, lines 1-4. Yet, with this ruined Old World for a nest,Worm-eaten through and through,- A Word With a Skylark, lines 5-6. External links Selected Poetry of Sarah Piatt Piatt and the Poetics of Dramatic Realism Category:Poets from Kentucky Category:19th-century poets from the United States Category:1919 deaths Category:1836 births