#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
LXVII If I should die, And you should live, And time should gurgle on, And morn should beam,
682 ‘Twould ease—a Butterfly— Elate—a Bee— Thou’rt neither— Neither—thy capacity—
852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.
961 Wert Thou but ill—that I might sh… How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on… Nor the least signal, Me assure—
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near
A Sloop of Amber slips away Upon an Ether Sea, And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar… The Son of Ecstasy -
345 Funny—to be a Century— And see the People—going by— I—should die of the Oddity— But then—I’m not so staid—as He—
755 No Bobolink—reverse His Singing When the only Tree Ever He minded occupying By the Farmer be—
450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—
172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.
The dying need but little, dear,— A glass of water’s all, A flower’s unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend’s regret,
598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.
