#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence
289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,
238 Kill your Balm—and its Odors bles… Bare your Jessamine—to the storm— And she will fling her maddest per… Haply—your Summer night to Charm—
It is an honorable thought, And makes one lift one’s hat, As one encountered gentlefolk Upon a daily street, That we’ve immortal place,
523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—
111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—
A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind. The vane a little to the east
LXXXV A LIGHT exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here
XXXI I FOUND the phrase to every tho… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun
212 Least Rivers—docile to some sea. My Caspian—thee.
The Sun kept setting—setting—stil… No Hue of Afternoon— Upon the Village I perceived From House to House ’twas Noon— The Dusk kept dropping—dropping—s…
99 New feet within my garden go— New fingers stir the sod— A Troubadour upon the Elm Betrays the solitude.
957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—
945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—
437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech
