#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
847 Finite’—to fail, but infinite to… For the one ship that struts the s… Many’s the gallant’—overwhelmed C… Nodding in Navies nevermore’—
XXV BELSHAZZAR had a letter,— He never had but one; Belshazzar’s correspondent Concluded and begun
348 I would not paint—a picture— I’d rather be the One It’s bright impossibility To dwell—delicious—on—
951 As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect—
538 ’Tis true—They shut me in the Col… But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’tw… Forget it—Lord—of Them—
81 We should not mind so small a flow… Except it quiet bring Our little garden that we lost Back to the Lawn again.
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!
676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—
488 Myself was formed’—a Carpenter’— An unpretending time My Plane’—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came’—
13 Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand
The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…
437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech
631 Ourselves were wed one summer—dear… Your Vision—was in June— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied—too—of mine—
483 A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe— And golden hang—while farther up— The Maker’s Ladders stop—