#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
195 For this—accepted Breath— Through it—compete with Death— The fellow cannot touch this Crow… By it—my title take—
972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—
468 The Manner of its Death When Certain it must die— ’Tis deemed a privilege to choose— ’Twas Major Andre’s Way—
950 The Sunset stopped on Cottages Where Sunset hence must be For treason not of His, but Life’… Gone Westerly, Today—
218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!
518 Her sweet Weight on my Heart a N… Had scarcely deigned to lie— When, stirring, for Belief’s deli… My Bride had slipped away—
984 ’Tis Anguish grander than Delight ’Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again.
627 The Tint I cannot take—is best— The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar— A Guinea at a sight—
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
64 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair… Some Vision of the World Cashmer… I confidently see! Or else a Peacock’s purple Train
LXIII Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair.
991 She sped as Petals of a Rose Offended by the Wind— A frail Aristocrat of Time Indemnity to find—