Anne Lynch Botta

Anne Lynch Botta (November 11, 1815 – March 23, 1891) was an American poet, born in Bennington, Vermont.

Anne Lynch Botta (circa 1847)

Quotes

• The planted seed consigned to common earth,
  Disdains to moulder with the baser clay;
  But rises up to meet the light of day,
  Spreads all its leaves, and flowers, and tendrils forth;
  And, bathed and ripened in the genial ray,
  Pours out its perfume on the wandering gales,
  Till in that fragrant breath its life exhales.
  • Aspiration

• Blindfold I walk this life's bewildering maze;
  Up flinty steep, through frozen mountain pass,
  Through thornset barren and through deep morass:
  But strong in faith I tread the uneven ways,
  And bare my head unshrinking to the blast,
  Because my Father's arm is round me cast;
  And if the way seems rough, I only clasp
  The hand that leads me with a firmer grasp.
  • Faith