#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity.
203 He forgot—and I—remembered— ’Twas an everyday affair— Long ago as Christ and Peter— “Warmed them” at the “Temple fire…
His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
610 You’ll find—it when you try to die… The Easier to let go— For recollecting such as went— You could not spare—you know.
132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—
667 Bloom upon the Mountain—stated— Blameless of a Name— Efflorescence of a Sunset— Reproduced—the same—
237 I think just how my shape will ris… When I shall be “forgiven”— Till Hair—and Eyes—and timid Hea… Are out of sight—in Heaven—
833 Perhaps you think me stooping I’m not ashamed of that Christ—stooped until He touched t… Do those at Sacrament
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
488 Myself was formed’—a Carpenter’— An unpretending time My Plane’—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came’—
645 Bereavement in their death to feel Whom We have never seen— A Vital Kinsmanship import Our Soul and theirs—between—
498 I envy Seas, whereon He rides— I envy Spokes of Wheels Of Chariots, that Him convey— I envy Crooked Hills
LXXIII I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.
