#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
931 Noon—is the Hinge of Day— Evening—the Tissue Door— Morning—the East compelling the s… Till all the World is ajar—
971 Robbed by Death—but that was easy… To the failing Eye I could hold the latest Glowing— Robbed by Liberty
41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—
XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.
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—
The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back
741 Drama’s Vitallest Expression is t… That arise and set about Us— Other Tragedy Perish in the Recitation—
624 Forever—it composed of Nows— ’Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home—
458 Like eyes that looked on Wastes— Incredulous of Ought But Blank—and steady Wilderness— Diversified by Night—
The Face we choose to miss - Be it but for a Day As absent as a Hundred Years, When it has rode away.
947 Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? “A Soul has gone to Heaven” I’m answered in a lonesome tone— Is Heaven then a Prison?
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
