#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake
She could not live upon the Past The Present did not know her And so she sought this sweet at la… And nature gently owned her The mother that has not a knell
271 A solemn thing—it was—I said— A woman—white—to be— And wear—if God should count me f… Her blameless mystery—
595 Like Mighty Foot Lights—burned t… At Bases of the Trees— The far Theatricals of Day Exhibiting—to These—
458 Like eyes that looked on Wastes— Incredulous of Ought But Blank—and steady Wilderness— Diversified by Night—
50 I haven’t told my garden yet— Lest that should conquer me. I haven’t quite the strength now To break it to the Bee—
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—
Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart - Oh Shadow on the Grass
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
The Face we choose to miss - Be it but for a Day As absent as a Hundred Years, When it has rode away.
I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way — And so I deck, a little, If it be, I wake a Bourbon,
788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
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