#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
LXXIX I YEARS had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before
Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity.
188 Make me a picture of the sun— So I can hang it in my room— And make believe I’m getting warm When others call it “Day”!
34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—
They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,
The Work of Her that went, The Toil of Fellows done - In Ovens green our Mother bakes, By Fires of the Sun.
28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—
79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished
XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,
269 Bound—a trouble— And lives can bear it! Limit—how deep a bleeding go! So—many—drops—of vital scarlet—
A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then he drank a dew
1510 How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears—
XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
LXI A LITTLE road not made of man, Enabled of the eye, Accessible to thill of bee, Or cart of butterfly.