#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
599 There is a pain—so utter— It swallows substance up— Then covers the Abyss with Trance… So Memory can step
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
222 When Katie walks, this simple pai… When Katie runs unwearied they fo… When Katie kneels, their loving h… Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, wit…
884 As Everywhere of Silver With Ropes of Sand To keep it from effacing The Track called Land.
There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take
His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—
HE preached upon “breadth” till i… The broad are too broad to define: And of “truth” until it proclaimed… The truth never flaunted a sign. Simplicity fled from his counterfe…
He fumbles at your spirit As players at the keys Before they drop full music on; He stuns you by degrees, Prepares your brittle substance
Come slowly, Eden Lips unused to thee. Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee,
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
“I want”—it pleaded—All its life— I want—was chief it said When Skill entreated it—the last— And when so newly dead— I could not deem it late—to hear
‘And with what body do they come?’… Then they do come - Rejoice! What Door– What Hour– Run– ru… Illuminate the House! ‘Body!’ Then real– a Face and E…
LXXXII THERE’S a certain slant of ligh… On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.