#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
VIII A wounded deer leaps highest, I ’ve heard the hunter tell; ’T is but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still.
479 She dealt her pretty words like B… How glittering they shone— And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone—
898 How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom
859 A Doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.
565 One Anguish—in a Crowd— A Minor thing—it sounds— And yet, unto the single Doe Attempted of the Hounds
I DIED for beauty, but was scarc… Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…
142 Whose are the little beds, I aske… Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others… And no one made reply.
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped Freight Of a delivered syllable ‘Twould crumble with the weight.
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
CXXXVI I STEPPED from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea.
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
726 We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s… And later—when we die— A little Water supplicate— Of fingers going by—