Catharine Breese Livingston

Ev'ry grace in her combine, Love and truth and friendship join, In one source without reserve, Zealous all her friends to serve,…

To his charming black-eyed niece Uncle Harry wishest peace! Wishes roses over strow’d O’er her sublunary road!No rude winds around her howl,…

I rise when I please, when I please I lie down, Nor seek, what I care not a rush for, renown; The rattle called wealth I have learnt to despise, Nor aim to be either important or wise.Let women & children & children-like men…

My very good landlady, Mistress Van Kleeck, (For the tears that o’erwhelm me I scarcely can speak) I know that I promis’d you hogs two or three (But who knows his destiny? Certain not me!)…

BEYOND where billows roll or tempests vex Is gone the gentlest of the gentle sex! ---Her brittle bark on life’s wild ocean tost Unequal to the conflict soon was lost.…

Letter to my Brother Beekman, who then lived with Mr. Schenk at New Lebanon - 1786To my dear brother Beekman I sit down to write Ten minutes past eight & a very cold night.…

A FableIn long gone years a fox and crane Were bound in friendship’s golden chain; Whene’er they met, the fox would bow And madame Crane would curtsie low-…