#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
952 A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a… In dormant nature—lain—
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
363 I went to thank Her— But She Slept— Her Bed—a funneled Stone— With Nosegays at the Head and Fo…
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—
550 I cross till I am weary A Mountain—in my mind— More Mountains—then a Sea— More Seas—And then
Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place - Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face - All of Evening softly lit
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
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—
1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—
335 ’Tis not that Dying hurts us so— ’Tis Living—hurts us more— But Dying—is a different way— A Kind behind the Door—
902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—
295 Unto like Story—Trouble has entic… How Kinsmen fell— Brothers and Sister—who preferred… And their young will
261 Put up my lute! What of—my Music! Since the sole ear I cared to cha… Passive—as Granite—laps My Music…
250 I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin’s expectation—