#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
386 Answer July— Where is the Bee— Where is the Blush— Where is the Hay?
646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—
296 One Year ago—jots what? God—spell the word! I—can’t— Was’t Grace? Not that— Was’t Glory? That—will do—
139 Soul, Wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost indeed— But tens have won an all—
A Sloop of Amber slips away Upon an Ether Sea, And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar… The Son of Ecstasy -
569 I reckon—when I count it all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—
359 I gained it so— By Climbing slow— By Catching at the Twigs that gro… Between the Bliss—and me—
LXVI WHEN I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain;
This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?
804 No Notice gave She, but a Change… No Message, but a Sigh— For Whom, the Time did not suffic… That She should specify.
183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—
861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th… Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled… Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor… Saved for your Ear when Lutes be…
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
