#Americans #Women #XIXCentury #CommonMeasure #Epigram
888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—
497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?
631 Ourselves were wed one summer—dear… Your Vision—was in June— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied—too—of mine—
A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.
627 The Tint I cannot take—is best— The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar— A Guinea at a sight—
853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West
911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
“Houses”'—so the Wise Men tell me… Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
225 Jesus! thy Crucifix Enable thee to guess The smaller size! Jesus! thy second face
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
73 Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind!
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
344 ’Twas the old—road—through pain— That unfrequented—One— With many a turn—and thorn— That stops—at Heaven—
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
