#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
847 Finite’—to fail, but infinite to… For the one ship that struts the s… Many’s the gallant’—overwhelmed C… Nodding in Navies nevermore’—
After a hundred years Nobody knows the place,— Agony, that enacted there, Motionless as peace. Weeds triumphant ranged,
930 There is a June when Corn is cut And Roses in the Seed— A Summer briefer than the first But tenderer indeed
His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…
I bet with every Wind that blew Till Nature in chagrin Employed a Fact to visit me And scuttle my Balloon -
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
826 Love reckons by itself—alone— “As large as I”—relate the Sun To One who never felt it blaze— Itself is all the like it has—
921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee.
448 This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense
202 My Eye is fuller than my vase— Her Cargo—is of Dew— And still—my Heart—my Eye outweig… East India—for you!
548 Death is potential to that Man Who dies—and to his friend— Beyond that—unconspicuous To Anyone but God—
242 When we stand on the tops of Thin… And like the Trees, look down— The smoke all cleared away from it… And Mirrors on the scene—
373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,
331 While Asters— On the Hill— Their Everlasting fashions—set— And Covenant Gentians—Frill!
508 I’m ceded—I’ve stopped being Thei… The name They dropped upon my fac… With water, in the country church Is finished using, now,
