#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
The only ghost I ever saw Was dressed in mechlin,—so; He wore no sandal on his foot, And stepped like flakes of snow. His gait was soundless, like the b…
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality. We slowly drove– He knew no haste
997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.
538 ’Tis true—They shut me in the Col… But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’tw… Forget it—Lord—of Them—
207 Tho’ I get home how late—how late… So I get home—’twill compensate— Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting me—
This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…
845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!
March is the Month of Expectation… The things we do not know - The Persons of prognostication Are coming now - We try to show becoming firmness -
83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune—
690 Victory comes late— And is held low to freezing lips— Too rapt with frost To take it—
443 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl— Life’s little duties do—precisely— As the very least Were infinite—to me—
173 A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun!
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—
240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you—
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
