1819 New Year's Carrier's Address by Major Henry Livingston, Jr.
By Major Henry Livingston, Jr.
Believe me, dear patrons, I have wand'red too far, Without any compass, or planet or star; My dear native village I scarcely can see So I'll hie to my hive like the tempest-tost bee. Hail home! sacred home! to my soul ever dear; Abroad may be wonders but rapture is here. My future ambition will never soar higher Than the clean brushed hearth and convivial fire; Here I lounge at my pleasure, and bask at my ease, Full readily sooth'd, and desirous to please, As happy myself as I happy can be, I wish all the circle as happy as me.
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Believe me, dear patrons, I have wand'red too far,..."
"1819 New Year's Carrier's Address" by Major Henry Livingston, Jr. is a love and deep english poem consisting of 22 lines. This English poem by Major Henry Livingston, Jr. demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Believe me, dear patrons, I have wand'red too far, Without any compass, or planet or star;...", this piece explores themes of love and deep through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Major Henry Livingston, Jr.'s celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.