#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time
523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—
805 This Bauble was preferred of Bees… By Butterflies admired At Heavenly—Hopeless Distances— Was justified of Bird—
537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—
61 Papa above! Regard a Mouse O’erpowered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom
XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.
714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—
355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—
444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust… Permitted—such a Head—
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
Exhilaration is the Breeze That lifts us from the Ground And leaves us in another place Whose statement is not found - Returns us not, but after time
708 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick— The Thought to be alive— Anonymous Delight to know— And Madder—to conceive—
663 Again—his voice is at the door— I feel the old Degree— I hear him ask the servant For such an one—as me—
No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us
99 New feet within my garden go— New fingers stir the sod— A Troubadour upon the Elm Betrays the solitude.
