#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,
695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—
589 The Night was wide, and furnished… With but a single Star— That often as a Cloud it met— Blew out itself—for fear—
308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—
223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
756 One Blessing had I than the rest So larger to my Eyes That I stopped gauging—satisfied— For this enchanted size—
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
XXXIII DARE you see a soul at the white… Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire’s common tint; But when the vivid ore
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?
My River runs to thee’— Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me? My River wait reply’— Oh Sea’—look graciously’— I’ll fetch thee Brooks
930 There is a June when Corn is cut And Roses in the Seed— A Summer briefer than the first But tenderer indeed
1000 The Fingers of the Light Tapped soft upon the Town With “I am great and cannot wait So therefore let me in.”