#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base
928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
256 If I’m lost—now That I was found— Shall still my transport be— That once—on me—those Jasper Gate…
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which…
921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee.
936 This Dust, and its Feature— Accredited—Today—Will in a s… Cease to identify— This Mind, and its measure—
464 The power to be true to You, Until upon my face The Judgment push his Picture— Presumptuous of Your Place—
56 If I should cease to bring a Rose Upon a festal day, ‘Twill be because beyond the Rose I have been called away—
1000 The Fingers of the Light Tapped soft upon the Town With “I am great and cannot wait So therefore let me in.”
558 But little Carmine hath her face— Of Emerald scant—her Gown— Her Beauty—is the love she doth— Itself—exhibit—Mine&md ash;
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,
There is another Loneliness That many die without - Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But nature, sometimes, sometimes t…
