#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet
STEP lightly on this narrow spot… The broadest land that grows Is not so ample as the breast These emerald seams enclose. Step lofty; for this name is told
LXXXII THERE’S a certain slant of ligh… On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
Too cold is this To warm with Sun - Too stiff to bended be, To joint this Agate were a work - Outstaring Masonry -
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I
High from the earth I heard a bir… He trod upon the trees As he esteemed them trifles, And then he spied a breeze, And situated softly
859 A doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.
LXVII Presentment is that long shadow on… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
403 The Winters are so short— I’m hardly justified In sending all the Birds away— And moving into Pod—
Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods… They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price—
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
737 The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago— And now she turns Her perfect Fac… Upon the World below—
990 Not all die early, dying young— Maturity of Fate Is consummated equally In Ages, or a Night—
We don’t cry—Tim and I, We are far too grand— But we bolt the door tight To prevent a friend— Then we hide our brave face
