#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
XLVIII THOUGH I get home how late, how… So I get home, ’t will compensate… Better will be the ecstasy That they have done expecting me,
703 Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air—
911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
I had been hungry all the years– My noon had come, to dine– I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. ‘T was this on tables I had seen
699 The Judge is like the Owl— I’ve heard my Father tell— And Owls do build in Oaks— So here’s an Amber Sill—
Nature the gentlest mother is, Impatient of no child, The feeblest of the waywardest. Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…
1034 His Bill an Auger is, His Head, a Cap and Frill. He laboreth at every Tree A Worm, His utmost Goal.
40 When I count the seeds That are sown beneath, To bloom so, bye and bye— When I con the people
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
815 The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury 'twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…
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…
702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
