#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
445 ’Twas just this time, last year,… I know I heard the Corn, When I was carried by the Farms— It had the Tassels on—
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
806 A Planted Life—diversified With Gold and Silver Pain To prove the presence of the Ore In Particles—'tis when
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
To see her is a Picture— To hear her is a Tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To know her not—Affliction—
730 Defrauded I a Butterfly— The lawful Heir—for Thee—
22 All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May— It rises train by train—
926 Patience—has a quiet Outer— Patience—Look within— Is an Insect’s futile forces Infinites—between—
It dropped so low in my regard I heard it hit the ground, And go to pieces on the stones At bottom of my mind; Yet blamed the fate that fractured…
MINE enemy is growing old, I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, Let him be quick, the viand flits,
Me! Come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me! Hear! My foreign ear The sounds of welcome near! The saints shall meet
XXIX THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy
I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way — And so I deck, a little, If it be, I wake a Bourbon,
79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished