#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
241 I like a look of Agony, Because I know it’s true— Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate, a Throe—
You said that I “was Great”'—one… Then “Great” it be’—if that pleas… Or Small’—or any size at all’— Nay’—I’m the size suit Thee’— Tall’—like the Stag’—would that?
527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way
The Butterfly upon the Sky, That doesn’t know its Name And hasn’t any tax to pay And hasn’t any Home Is just as high as you and I,
CXII I FELT a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it s… That sense was breaking through.
722 Sweet Mountains—Ye tell me no lie… Never deny Me—Never fly— Those same unvarying Eyes Turn on Me—when I fail—or feign,
There is no Silence in the Earth… As that endured Which uttered, would discourage N… And haunt the World.
LIX I TOOK my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.
LXXXII THERE’S a certain slant of ligh… On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
616 I rose—because He sank— I thought it would be opposite— But when his power dropped— My Soul grew straight.
578 The Body grows without— The more convenient way— That if the Spirit—like to hide Its Temple stands, alway,
If all the griefs I am to have Would only come today, I am so happy I believe They’d laugh and run away. If all the joys I am to have
546 To fill a Gap Insert the Thing that caused it— Block it up With Other—and 'twill yawn the mo…
859 A doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.
Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
