#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
447 Could—I do more—for Thee— Wert Thou a Bumble Bee— Since for the Queen, have I— Nought but Bouquet?
The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied
LVI Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
913 And this of all my Hopes This, is the silent end Bountiful colored, my Morning ros… Early and sere, its end
Apparently with no surprise, To any happy flower, The frost beheads it at its play, In accidental power. The blond assassin passes on.
445 ’Twas just this time, last year,… I know I heard the Corn, When I was carried by the Farms— It had the Tassels on—
I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,
509 If anybody’s friend be dead It’s sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive… At such and such a time—
538 ’Tis true—They shut me in the Col… But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’tw… Forget it—Lord—of Them—
XLVII HEART, we will forget him! You and I, to—night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
965 Denial—is the only fact Perceived by the Denied— Whose Will—a numb significance— The Day the Heaven died—
Elysium is as far as to The very nearest Room If in that Room a Friend await Felicity or Doom— What fortitude the Soul contains
783 The Birds begun at Four o’clock— Their period for Dawn— A Music numerous as space— But neighboring as Noon—
Not with a club, the Heart is bro… Nor with a stone; A whip, so small you could not see… I’ve known To lash the magic creature
