#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
A Route of Evanescence With a revolving Wheel— A Resonance of Emerald— A Rush of Cochineal— And every Blossom on the Bush
I am afraid to own a Body - I am afraid to own a Soul - Profound– precarious Property – Possession, not optional - Double Estate - entailed at plea…
I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
474 They put Us far apart— As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula— We signified “These see”—
623 It was too late for Man— But early, yet, for God— Creation—impotent to help— But Prayer—remained—Our Side—
718 I meant to find Her when I came— Death—had the same design— But the Success—was His—it seems— And the Surrender—Mine—
We grow accustomed to the Dark - When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the La… To witness her Goodbye - A Moment - We uncertain step
XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
199 I’m “wife”—I’ve finished that— That other state— I’m Czar—I’m “Woman” now— It’s safer so—
192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
182 If I shouldn’t be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.
997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.
438 Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt?