#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
7 The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go— The Crocus—til she rises The Vassal of the snow—
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
523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—
I dreaded that first robin so, But he is mastered now, And I’m accustomed to him grown,— He hurts a little, though. I thought if I could only live
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
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—
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—
250 I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin’s expectation—
Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight,
985 The Missing All’—prevented Me From missing minor Things. If nothing larger than a World’s Departure from a Hinge’—
90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—
202 My Eye is fuller than my vase— Her Cargo—is of Dew— And still—my Heart—my Eye outweig… East India—for you!
XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
821 Away from Home are some and I— An Emigrant to be In a Metropolis of Homes Is easy, possibly—
