#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
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
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…
366 Although I put away his life— An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear… This might have been the Hand
117 In rags mysterious as these The shining Courtiers go— Veiling the purple, and the plumes… Veiling the ermine so.
315 He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on— He stuns you by degrees—
150 She died—this was the way she died… And when her breath was done Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun—
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
1670 In Winter in my Room I came upon a Worm— Pink, lank and warm— But as he was a worm
Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place - Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face - All of Evening softly lit
390 It’s coming—the postponeless Crea… It gains the Block—and now—it gai… Chooses its latch, from all the ot… Enters—with a “You know Me—Sir”?
571 Must be a Woe— A loss or so— To bend the eye Best Beauty’s way—
628 They called me to the Window, for “ ’Twas Sunset”—Some one said— I only saw a Sapphire Farm— And just a Single Herd—
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
