#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
993 We miss Her, not because We see— The Absence of an Eye— Except its Mind accompany Abridge Society
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
133 As Children bid the Guest “Good… And then reluctant turn— My flowers raise their pretty lips… Then put their nightgowns on.
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine
265 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss… On Seas of Daffodil— Fantastic Sailors—mingle— And then—the Wharf is still!
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
349 I had the Glory—that will do— An Honor, Thought can turn her to When lesser Fames invite— With one long “Nay”—
157 Musicians wrestle everywhere— All day—among the crowded air I hear the silver strife— And—walking—long before the morn—
’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so
XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
958 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flint… Sent various—scattered ways— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze—
CXXVIII I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm.
947 Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? “A Soul has gone to Heaven” I’m answered in a lonesome tone— Is Heaven then a Prison?
