#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—
933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words
417 Is it dead—Find it— Out of sound—Out of sight— “Happy”? Which is wiser— You, or the Wind?
XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.
252 I can wade Grief— Whole Pools of it— I’m used to that— But the least push of Joy
LXXIX I YEARS had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before
Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense– the starkest Madness… ’Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
The dying need but little, dear,— A glass of water’s all, A flower’s unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend’s regret,
715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—
379 Rehearsal to Ourselves Of a Withdrawn Delight— Affords a Bliss like Murder— Omnipotent—Acute—
It’s like the light,— A fashionless delight It’s like the bee,— A dateless melody. It’s like the woods,
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliarie… Are forever lost to me Had I but further scanned
523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—
