#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—
187 How many times these low feet stag… Only the soldered mouth can tell— Try—can you stir the awful rivet— Try—can you lift the hasps of stee…
295 Unto like Story—Trouble has entic… How Kinsmen fell— Brothers and Sister—who preferred… And their young will
Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ’Twas all distinct to me -
810 Her Grace is all she has— And that, so least displays— One Art to recognize, must be, Another Art, to praise.
A still – Volcano – Life – That flickered in the night – When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight – A quiet – Earthquake Style –
806 A Planted Life—diversified With Gold and Silver Pain To prove the presence of the Ore In Particles—'tis when
I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…
LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”
268 Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlast… A Smaller Purple grows— At sunset, or a lesser glow
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
There is no Silence in the Earth… As that endured Which uttered, would discourage N… And haunt the World.
II OUR share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.
184 A transport one cannot contain May yet a transport be— Though God forbid it lift the lid… Unto its Ecstasy!
