#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
730 Defrauded I a Butterfly— The lawful Heir—for Thee—
1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—
757 The Mountains—grow unnoticed— Their Purple figures rise Without attempt—Exhaustion— Assistance—or Applause—
I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I,
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
Is it too late to touch you, Dear… We this moment knew - Love Marine and Love terrene - Love celestial too -
To flee from memory Had we the Wings Many would fly Inured to slower things Birds with surprise
373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,
577 If I may have it, when it’s dead, I’ll be contented—so— If just as soon as Breath is out It shall belong to me—
182 If I shouldn’t be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.
13 Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand
183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—
777 The Loneliness One dare not sound… And would as soon surmise As in its Grave go plumbing To ascertain the size—
44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—