#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
128 Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning’s flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps—
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…
395 Reverse cannot befall That fine Prosperity Whose Sources are interior— As soon—Adversity
289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,
MINE enemy is growing old, I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, Let him be quick, the viand flits,
The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;
I cannot live with You— It would be Life— And Life is over there— Behind the Shelf The Sexton keeps the Key to—
734 If He were living—dare I ask— And how if He be dead— And so around the Words I went— Of meeting them—afraid—
983 Ideals are the Fairly Oil With which we help the Wheel But when the Vital Axle turns The Eye rejects the Oil.
873 Ribbons of the Year— Multitude Brocade— Worn to Nature’s Party once Then, as flung aside
264 A Weight with Needles on the poun… To push, and pierce, besides— That if the Flesh resist the Heft… The puncture—coolly tries—
445 ’Twas just this time, last year,… I know I heard the Corn, When I was carried by the Farms— It had the Tassels on—
662 Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud
74 A Lady red—amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily sleeps!
604 Unto my Books—so good to turn— Far ends of tired Days— It half endears the Abstinence— And Pain—is missed—in Praise—
