#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—
118 My friend attacks my friend! Oh Battle picturesque! Then I turn Soldier too, And he turns Satirist!
927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—
Epigram THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty.
Not with a club, the Heart is bro… Nor with a stone; A whip, so small you could not see… I’ve known To lash the magic creature
29 If those I loved were lost The Crier’s voice would tell me— If those I loved were found The bells of Ghent would ring—
XXXIV NATURE is what we see, The Hill, the Afternoon— Squirrel, Eclipse, the Bumble-bee… Nay—Nature is Heaven.
322 There came a Day at Summer’s full… Entirely for me— I thought that such were for the… Where Resurrections—be—
A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.
MY cocoon tightens, colors tease, I 'm feeling for the air; A dim capacity for wings Degrades the dress I wear. A power of butterfly must be
980 Purple—is fashionable twice— This season of the year, And when a soul perceives itself To be an Emperor.
728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale—
LXXXVI A LADY red upon the hill Her annual secret keeps; A lady white within the field In placid lily sleeps!
11 I never told the buried gold Upon the hill—that lies— I saw the sun—his plunder done Crouch low to guard his prize.
