#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—
The Snow that never drifts - The transient, fragrant snow That comes a single time a Year Is softly driving now - So thorough in the Tree
806 A Planted Life—diversified With Gold and Silver Pain To prove the presence of the Ore In Particles—'tis when
7 The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go— The Crocus—til she rises The Vassal of the snow—
XXVII BECAUSE I could not stop for D… He kindly stopped for me— The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality.
417 Is it dead—Find it— Out of sound—Out of sight— “Happy”? Which is wiser— You, or the Wind?
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
The inundation of the Spring Enlarges every soul - It sweeps the tenement away But leaves the Water whole - In which the soul at first estrang…
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep That makes no show for dawn By strech of limb or stir of lid,— An independent one. Was ever idleness like this?
974 The Soul’s distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity—
327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—
A Route of Evanescence With a revolving Wheel— A Resonance of Emerald— A Rush of Cochineal— And every Blossom on the Bush
489 We pray—to Heaven— We prate—of Heaven— Relate—when Neighbors die— At what o’clock to heaven—they fle…
736 Have any like Myself Investigating March, New Houses on the Hill descried— And possibly a Church—
608 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? Not Death—for who is He? The Porter of my Father’s Lodge As much abasheth me!
