#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
75 She died at play, Gambolled away Her lease of spotted hours, Then sank as gaily as a Turn
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?
14 One Sister have I in our house, And one, a hedge away. There’s only one recorded, But both belong to me.
She could not live upon the Past The Present did not know her And so she sought this sweet at la… And nature gently owned her The mother that has not a knell
184 A transport one cannot contain May yet a transport be— Though God forbid it lift the lid… Unto its Ecstasy!
577 If I may have it, when it’s dead, I’ll be contented—so— If just as soon as Breath is out It shall belong to me—
We like March, his shoes are purp… He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his comin…
All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -
87 A darting fear—a pomp—a tear— A waking on a morn To find that what one waked for, Inhales the different dawn.
821 Away from Home are some and I— An Emigrant to be In a Metropolis of Homes Is easy, possibly—
Some keep the Sabbath going to Ch… I keep it, staying at Home— With a Bobolink for a Chorister— And an Orchard, for a Dome— Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice…
252 I can wade Grief— Whole Pools of it— I’m used to that— But the least push of Joy
792 Through the strait pass of sufferi… The Martyrs—even—trod. Their feet—upon Temptations— Their faces—upon God—
319 Of Bronze—and Blaze— The North—tonight— So adequate—it forms— So preconcerted with itself—
LIX I TOOK my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.