#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…
By homely gift and hindered Words The human heart is told Of Nothing - ‘Nothing’ is the force That renovates the World -
45 There’s something quieter than sle… Within this inner room! It wears a sprig upon its breast— And will not tell its name.
41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses
Glory is that bright tragic thing That for an instant Means Dominion - Warms some poor name That never felt the Sun,
460 I know where Wells grow’—Droughtl… Deep dug’—for Summer days’— Where Mosses go no more away’— And Pebble’—safely plays’—
557 She hideth Her the last— And is the first, to rise— Her Night doth hardly recompense The Closing of Her eyes—
The Hills in Purple syllables The Day’s Adventures tell To little Groups of Continents Just going Home from School.
Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
798 She staked her Feathers—Gained an… Debated—Rose again— This time—beyond the estimate Of Envy, or of Men—
978 It bloomed and dropt, a Single No… The Flower—distinct and Red— I, passing, thought another Noon Another in its stead
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,
904 Had I not This, or This, I said, Appealing to Myself, In moment of prosperity— Inadequate—were Life—
235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die!
960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth