#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
810 Her Grace is all she has— And that, so least displays— One Art to recognize, must be, Another Art, to praise.
CXI A DOOR just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company.
God permit industrious angels Afternoons to play. I met one,—forgot my school-mates, All, for him, straightaway. God calls home the angels promptly
XLIV THE show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be.
Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
405 It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness— I’m so accustomed to my Fate— Perhaps the Other—Peace—
“Morning”—means “Milking”—to the… Dawn—to the Teneriffe— Dice—to the Maid— Morning means just Risk—to the Lo… Just revelation—to the Beloved—
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host
330 The Juggler’s Hat her Country is… The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!
FATE slew him, but he did not dr… She felled’—he did not fall’— Impaled him on her fiercest stakes… He neutralized them all. She stung him, sapped his firm adv…
571 Must be a Woe— A loss or so— To bend the eye Best Beauty’s way—
483 A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe— And golden hang—while farther up— The Maker’s Ladders stop—
