#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick
The Hills in Purple syllables The Day’s Adventures tell To little Groups of Continents Just going Home from School.
XV I know some lonely houses off the… A robber ’d like the look of,— Wooden barred, And windows hanging low,
166 I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And he was barefoot, I’m afraid!
769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—
GLEE! the great storm is over! Four have recovered the land; Forty gone down together Into the boiling sand. Ring, for the scant salvation!
Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods… They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price—
270 One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I—for it—would pay— My Soul’s entire income— In ceaseless—salary—
XII I CANNOT live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf
143 For every Bird a Nest— Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking rou… Wherefore when boughs are free—
Shall I take thee, the Poet said To the propounded word? Be stationed with the Candidates Till I have finer tried— The Poet searched Philology
41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
448 This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense
