#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
A great Hope fell You heard no noise The Ruin was within Oh cunning wreck that told no tale And let no Witness in
CXXXVI I STEPPED from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea.
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet
437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech
945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
298 Alone, I cannot be— For Hosts—do visit me— Recordless Company— Who baffle Key—
CXXVIII I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm.
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
203 He forgot—and I—remembered— ’Twas an everyday affair— Long ago as Christ and Peter— “Warmed them” at the “Temple fire…
432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live