#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
865 He outstripped Time with but a Bo… He outstripped Stars and Sun And then, unjaded, challenged God In presence of the Throne.
96 Sexton! My Master’s sleeping here… Pray lead me to his bed! I came to build the Bird’s nest, And sow the Early seed—
1034 His Bill an Auger is, His Head, a Cap and Frill. He laboreth at every Tree A Worm, His utmost Goal.
782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
Exhilaration is the Breeze That lifts us from the Ground And leaves us in another place Whose statement is not found - Returns us not, but after time
933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
The Work of Her that went, The Toil of Fellows done - In Ovens green our Mother bakes, By Fires of the Sun.
945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep That makes no show for dawn By strech of limb or stir of lid,— An independent one. Was ever idleness like this?
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
65 I can’t tell you—but you feel it— Nor can you tell me— Saints, with ravished slate and pe… Solve our April Day!
Tell all the truth but tell it sla… Success in circuit lies, Too bright for our infirm delight The truth’s superb surprise; As lightning to the children eased
