#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—
Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape - it is the Basket
781 To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—
121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality. We slowly drove– He knew no haste
312 Her—“last Poems”— Poets—ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled other,
396 There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain— ’Tis Pain’s Successor—When the S… Has suffered all it can—
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
I bet with every Wind that blew Till Nature in chagrin Employed a Fact to visit me And scuttle my Balloon -
774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind
Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity— The River reaches to my feet—
1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—
652 A Prison gets to be a friend— Between its Ponderous face And Ours—a Kinsmanship express— And in its narrow Eyes—
