#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
770 I lived on Dread— To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger—Other impetus
6 Frequently the wood are pink— Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town.
’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away! ’Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—
988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.
94 Angels, in the early morning May be seen the Dews among, Stooping—plucking—smiling&m da… Do the Buds to them belong?
587 Empty my Heart, of Thee— Its single Artery— Begin, and leave Thee out— Simply Extinction’s Date—
385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—
643 I could suffice for Him, I knew— He—could suffice for Me— Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both Surveyed Infinity—
I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
534 We see—Comparatively— The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided—Yesterday—
425 Good Morning—Midnight— I’m coming Home— Day—got tired of Me— How could I—of Him?
73 Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind!
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
