#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
A still – Volcano – Life – That flickered in the night – When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight – A quiet – Earthquake Style –
241 I like a look of Agony, Because I know it’s true— Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate, a Throe—
488 Myself was formed’—a Carpenter’— An unpretending time My Plane’—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came’—
995 This was in the White of the Year… That—was in the Green— Drifts were as difficult then to t… As Daisies now to be seen—
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…
158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
740 You taught me Waiting with Myself… Appointment strictly kept’— You taught me fortitude of Fate’— This’—also’—I have learnt’—
229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—
115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?
776 The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon—
854 Banish Air from Air— Divide Light if you dare— They’ll meet While Cubes in a Drop
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—
