#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
990 Not all die early, dying young— Maturity of Fate Is consummated equally In Ages, or a Night—
872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased
821 Away from Home are some and I— An Emigrant to be In a Metropolis of Homes Is easy, possibly—
I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,
233 The Lamp burns sure—within— Tho’ Serfs—supply the Oil— It matters not the busy Wick— At her phosphoric toil!
35 Nobody knows this little Rose— It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways And lift it up to thee.
“Houses”'—so the Wise Men tell me… Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
265 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss… On Seas of Daffodil— Fantastic Sailors—mingle— And then—the Wharf is still!
232 The Sun—just touched the Morning— The Morning—Happy thing— Supposed that He had come to dwel… And Life would all be Spring!
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 -
923 How the Waters closed above Him We shall never know— How He stretched His Anguish to… That—is covered too—
252 I can wade Grief— Whole Pools of it— I’m used to that— But the least push of Joy
159 A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa…
LXXXIII This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond — Invisible, as Music — But positive, as Sound —
