#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the lune A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
8 There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man— It hurls its barbed syllables
863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—
841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.
183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—
99 New feet within my garden go— New fingers stir the sod— A Troubadour upon the Elm Betrays the solitude.
988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.
192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
How lonesome the Wind must feel N… When people have put out the Ligh… And everything that has an Inn Closes the shutter and goes in— How pompous the Wind must feel No…
12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.
