#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—
A House upon the Height— That Wagon never reached— No Dead, were ever carried down— No Peddler’s Cart—approached— Whose Chimney never smoked—
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
881 I’ve none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie— It just held Two, nor those it he…
981 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show— So fairy—so fictitious The individuals do
5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—
XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.
838 Impossibility, like Wine Exhilarates the Man Who tastes it; Possibility Is flavorless—Combine
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
213 Did the Harebell loose her girdle To the lover Bee Would the Bee the Harebell hallow Much as formerly?
267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!
LVIII PORTRAITS are to daily faces As an evening west To a fine, pedantic sunshine In a satin vest.
LVII EXCEPT the heaven had come so n… So seemed to choose my door, The distance would not haunt me so… I had not hoped before.
A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men,— Of earl and midge The privilege.
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
