#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—
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…
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
These Fevered Days—to take them t… Where Waters cool around the moss… And shade is all that devastates t… Seems it sometimes this would be a…
974 The Soul’s distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity—
956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?
883 The Poets light but Lamps— Themselves—go out— The Wicks they stimulate— If vital Light
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—
432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live
Before you thought of spring, Except as a surmise, You see, God bless his suddenness… A fellow in the skies Of independent hues,
XLIV THE show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be.
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
285 The Robin’s my Criterion for Tun… Because I grow—where Robins do— But, were I Cuckoo born— I’d swear by him—
The grave my little cottage is, Where 'Keeping house’ for thee I make my parlor orderly And lay the marble tea. For two divided, briefly,
757 The Mountains—grow unnoticed— Their Purple figures rise Without attempt—Exhaustion— Assistance—or Applause—
