#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
How fits his Umber Coat The Tailor of the Nut? Combined without a seam Like Raiment of a Dream - Who spun the Auburn Cloth?
The Sea said 'Come’ to the Brook… The Brook said 'Let me grow’ - The Sea said 'Then you will be a… I want a Brook - Come now’! The Sea said 'Go’ to the Sea -
416 A Murmur in the Trees—to note— Not loud enough—for Wind— A Star—not far enough to seek— Nor near enough—to find—
366 Although I put away his life— An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear… This might have been the Hand
901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
604 Unto my Books—so good to turn— Far ends of tired Days— It half endears the Abstinence— And Pain—is missed—in Praise—
56 If I should cease to bring a Rose Upon a festal day, ‘Twill be because beyond the Rose I have been called away—
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
691 Would you like summer? Taste of o… Spices? Buy here! Ill! We have berries, for the par… Weary! Furloughs of down!
861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th… Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled… Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor… Saved for your Ear when Lutes be…
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine
I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
810 Her Grace is all she has— And that, so least displays— One Art to recognize, must be, Another Art, to praise.