#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliarie… Are forever lost to me Had I but further scanned
645 Bereavement in their death to feel Whom We have never seen— A Vital Kinsmanship import Our Soul and theirs—between—
Part One: Life XXXV I CAN wade grief, Whole pools of it,— I ’m used to that.
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—
312 Her—last Poems— Poets ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled Other,
56 If I should cease to bring a Rose Upon a festal day, ‘Twill be because beyond the Rose I have been called away—
LXXIII I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.
218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—
A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a dew
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.
332 There are two Ripenings—one—of si… Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground—
My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
