#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?
Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few - love at all.
199 I’m “wife”'—I’ve finished that’— That other state’— I’m Czar’—I’m “Woman” now’— It’s safer so’—
8 There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man— It hurls its barbed syllables
452 The Malay—took the Pearl— Not—I—the Earl— I—feared the Sea—too much Unsanctified—to touch—
170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
508 I’m ceded—I’ve stopped being Thei… The name They dropped upon my fac… With water, in the country church Is finished using, now,
327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—
50 I haven’t told my garden yet— Lest that should conquer me. I haven’t quite the strength now To break it to the Bee—
493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— Since I was wed—to Him— A modesty befits the soul That bears another’s—name—
68 Ambition cannot find him. Affection doesn’t know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now.
133 As Children bid the Guest “Good… And then reluctant turn— My flowers raise their pretty lips… Then put their nightgowns on.
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
617 Don’t put up my Thread and Needle… I’ll begin to Sew When the Birds begin to whistle— Better Stitches—so—