#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—
I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—
CXI A DOOR just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company.
167 To learn the Transport by the Pai… As Blind Men learn the sun! To die of thirst—suspecting That Brooks in Meadows run!
603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East
We play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,
178 I cautious, scanned my little life… I winnowed what would fade From what would last till Heads l… Should be a-dreaming laid.
This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
UP with the sun, the breeze arose… Across the talking corn she goes, And smooth she rustles far and wid… Through all the voiceful countrysi… Through all the land her tale she…
LIX I TOOK my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
VIII A wounded deer leaps highest, I ’ve heard the hunter tell; ’T is but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still.
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
541 Some such Butterfly be seen On Brazilian Pampas— Just at noon—no later—Sweet— Then—the License closes—
