#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
It’s like the light,— A fashionless delight It’s like the bee,— A dateless melody. It’s like the woods,
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
MY cocoon tightens, colors tease, I 'm feeling for the air; A dim capacity for wings Degrades the dress I wear. A power of butterfly must be
327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—
XXVIII I BRING an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching, next to min… And summon them to drink. Crackling with fever, they essay;
68 Ambition cannot find him. Affection doesn’t know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now.
228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in… Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old Horiz… Laying her spotted Face to die
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely
The Grass so little has to do— A Sphere of simple Green— With only Butterflies to brood And Bees to entertain— And stir all day to pretty Tunes
The wind begun to rock the grass With threatening tunes and low,— He flung a menace at the earth, A menace at the sky. The leaves unhooked themselves fro…
789 On a Columnar Self— How ample to rely In Tumult—or Extremity— How good the Certainty
617 Don’t put up my Thread and Needle… I’ll begin to Sew When the Birds begin to whistle— Better Stitches—so—
Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it ma…
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
