#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
415 Sunset at Night—is natural— But Sunset on the Dawn Reverses Nature—Master— So Midnight’s—due—at Noon.
359 I gained it so— By Climbing slow— By Catching at the Twigs that gro… Between the Bliss—and me—
493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— Since I was wed—to Him— A modesty befits the soul That bears another’s—name—
132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
962 Midsummer, was it, when They died… A full, and perfect time— The Summer closed upon itself In Consummated Bloom—
726 We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s… And later—when we die— A little Water supplicate— Of fingers going by—
65 I can’t tell you—but you feel it— Nor can you tell me— Saints, with ravished slate and pe… Solve our April Day!
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—
983 Ideals are the Fairly Oil With which we help the Wheel But when the Vital Axle turns The Eye rejects the Oil.
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
141 Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses— Tenderly tucking them in from fros… Before their feet are cold.
XXX WE play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool.
662 Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud
942 Snow beneath whose chilly softness Some that never lay Make their first Repose this Wint… I admonish Thee
