#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
There is another Loneliness That many die without - Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But nature, sometimes, sometimes t…
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which…
201 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar— Until the morning sun— When One—turned smiling to the la… Oh God! the Other One!
534 We see—Comparatively— The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided—Yesterday—
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—
I counted till they danced so Their slippers leaped the town, And then I took a pencil To note the rebels down. And then they grew so jolly
XVII WHEN night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It ’s time to smooth the hair
203 He forgot—and I—remembered— ’Twas an everyday affair— Long ago as Christ and Peter— “Warmed them” at the “Temple fire…
That only lasts an hour How much '— how little '— is Within our power
784 Bereaved of all, I went abroad— No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula— The Grave preceded me—
448 This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
