#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—
73 Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind!
Not Sickness stains the Brave, Nor any Dart, Nor Doubt of Scene to come, But an adjourning Heart -
The dying need but little, dear,— A glass of water’s all, A flower’s unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend’s regret,
385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—
853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West
165 A Wounded Deer—leaps highest— I’ve heard the Hunter tell— ’Tis but the Ecstasy of death— And then the Brake is still!
834 Before He comes we weigh the Time… ’Tis Heavy and ’tis Light. When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing Freight.
974 The Soul’s distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity—
908 ’Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast T… No Station in the Day? ’Twas not thy wont, to hinder so— Retrieve thine industry—
586 We talked as Girls do— Fond, and late— We speculated fair, on every subje… Of ours, none affair—
238 Kill your Balm—and its Odors bles… Bare your Jessamine—to the storm— And she will fling her maddest per… Haply—your Summer night to Charm—
Pink, small, and punctual, Aromatic, low, Covert in April, Candid in May, Dear to the moss,
638 To my small Hearth His fire came— And all my House aglow Did fan and rock, with sudden ligh… ’Twas Sunrise—'twas the Sky—
924 Love—is that later Thing than Dea… More previous—than Life— Confirms it at its entrance—And Usurps it—of itself—
