#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
736 Have any like Myself Investigating March, New Houses on the Hill descried— And possibly a Church—
528 Mine—by the Right of the White E… Mine—by the Royal Seal! Mine—by the sign in the Scarlet p… Bars—cannot conceal!
776 The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon—
XXXIV NATURE is what we see, The Hill, the Afternoon— Squirrel, Eclipse, the Bumble-bee… Nay—Nature is Heaven.
Nature the gentlest mother is, Impatient of no child, The feeblest of the waywardest. Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—
962 Midsummer, was it, when They died… A full, and perfect time— The Summer closed upon itself In Consummated Bloom—
76 Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, Past the houses—past the headlands… Into deep Eternity—
331 While Asters— On the Hill— Their Everlasting fashions—set— And Covenant Gentians—Frill!
576 I prayed, at first, a little Girl… Because they told me to— But stopped, when qualified to gue… How prayer would feel—to me—
I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—
114 Good night, because we must, How intricate the dust! I would go, to know! Oh incognito!
246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
430 It would never be Common—more—I s… Difference—had begun— Many a bitterness—had been— But that old sort—was done—