#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
858 This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure dr… The Day must follow too.
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!
723 It tossed—and tossed— A little Brig I knew—o’ertook by… It spun—and spun— And groped delirious, for Morn—
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
958 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flint… Sent various—scattered ways— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze—
212 Least Rivers—docile to some sea. My Caspian—thee.
8 There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man— It hurls its barbed syllables
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—
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,
It dropped so low—in my Regard— I heard it hit the Ground— And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind— Yet blamed the Fate that flung it…
992 The Dust behind I strove to join Unto the Disk before— But Sequence ravelled out of Soun… Like Balls upon a Floor—
306 The Soul’s Superior instants Occur to Her—alone— When friend—and Earth’s occasion Have infinite withdrawn—
“Morning”—means “Milking”—to the… Dawn—to the Teneriffe— Dice—to the Maid— Morning means just Risk—to the Lo… Just revelation—to the Beloved—
LXVII If I should die, And you should live, And time should gurgle on, And morn should beam,
