#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
796 Who Giants know, with lesser Men Are incomplete, and shy— For Greatness, that is ill at eas… In minor Company—
822 This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself alone
18 The Gentian weaves her fringes— The Maple’s loom is red— My departing blossoms Obviate parade.
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
45 There’s something quieter than sle… Within this inner room! It wears a sprig upon its breast— And will not tell its name.
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty Her message is committed
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely
Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away
My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive
671 She dwelleth in the Ground— Where Daffodils—abide— Her Maker—Her Metropolis— The Universe—Her Maid—
490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?
856 There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves— A leisure of the Future— A Wilderness of Size.
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
673 The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon the face of Noon…
