#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
234 You’re right—“the way is narrow”— And “difficult the Gate”— And “few there be”—Correct again— That “enter in—thereat”—
348 I dreaded that first Robin, so, But He is mastered, now, I’m accustomed to Him grown, He hurts a little, though—
776 The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon—
90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—
787 Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain—
298 Alone, I cannot be— For Hosts—do visit me— Recordless Company— Who baffle Key—
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken To that dull Girl? Trivial a Word—just—
688 “Speech”—is a prank of Parliament… “Tears”—is a trick of the nerve— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn't—always—move—
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
772 The hallowing of Pain Like hallowing of Heaven, Obtains at a corporeal cost— The Summit is not given
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
575 “Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn,
Not Sickness stains the Brave, Nor any Dart, Nor Doubt of Scene to come, But an adjourning Heart -
549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—
