#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—
810 Her Grace is all she has— And that, so least displays— One Art to recognize, must be, Another Art, to praise.
714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—
We like March, his shoes are purp… He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his comin…
797 By my Window have I for Scenery Just a Sea—with a Stem— If the Bird and the Farmer—deem i… The Opinion will serve—for them—
XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.
459 A Tooth upon Our Peace The Peace cannot deface— Then Wherefore be the Tooth? To vitalize the Grace—
It sounded as if the Streets were… And then– the Streets stood stil… Eclipse - was all we could see at… And Awe - was all we could feel. By and by - the boldest stole out…
I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
540 I took my Power in my Hand— And went against the World— ’Twas not so much as David—had— But I—was twice as bold—
788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—
I dwell in Possibility – A fairer House than Prose – More numerous of Windows – Superior – for Doors – Of Chambers as the Cedars –
The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -
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—
735 Upon Concluded Lives There’s nothing cooler falls— Than Life’s sweet Calculations— The mixing Bells and Palls—
