#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away! ’Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
LXI A LITTLE road not made of man, Enabled of the eye, Accessible to thill of bee, Or cart of butterfly.
Some Days retired from the rest In soft distinction lie The Day that a Companion came Or was obliged to die
663 Again—his voice is at the door— I feel the old Degree— I hear him ask the servant For such an one—as me—
FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!
825 An Hour is a Sea Between a few, and me— With them would Harbor be—
After great pain, a formal feeling… The Nerves sit ceremonious, like… The stiff Heart questions was it… And Yesterday, or Centuries befor… The Feet, mechanical, go round—
8 There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man— It hurls its barbed syllables
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty Her message is committed
697 I could bring You Jewels—had I a… But You have enough—of those— I could bring You Odors from St.… Colors—from Vera Cruz—
260 Read—Sweet—how others—strove— Till we—are stouter— What they—renounced— Till we—are less afraid—
39 It did not surprise me— So I said—or thought— She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot,
A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa… Conscious—as old Napoleon,
I am afraid to own a Body - I am afraid to own a Soul - Profound– precarious Property – Possession, not optional - Double Estate - entailed at plea…
