#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
XXX WE play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool.
270 One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I—for it—would pay— My Soul’s entire income— In ceaseless—salary—
These—saw Visions— Latch them softly— These—held Dimples— Smooth them slow— This—addressed departing accents—
801 I play at Riches—to appease The Clamoring for Gold— It kept me from a Thief, I think, For often, overbold
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
402 I pay—in Satin Cash— You did not state—your price— A Petal, for a Paragraph It near as I can guess—
558 But little Carmine hath her face— Of Emerald scant—her Gown— Her Beauty—is the love she doth— Itself—exhibit—Mine&md ash;
759 He fought like those Who’ve nough… Bestowed Himself to Balls As One who for a further Life Had not a further Use—
A door just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company. The door as sudden shut, and I,
696 Their Height in Heaven comforts n… Their Glory—nought to me— ’Twas best imperfect—as it was— I’m finite—I can’t see—
453 Love—thou art high— I cannot climb thee— But, were it Two— Who know but we—
90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—
To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—
