#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
THE Brain—is wider than the sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will include With ease—and you—beside— The Brain is deeper than the sea—
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
We grow accustomed to the Dark - When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the La… To witness her Goodbye - A Moment - We uncertain step
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
818 I could not drink it, Sweet, Till You had tasted first, Though cooler than the Water was The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.
31 Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole—are done!
Silence is all we dread. There’s Ransom in a Voice - But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face.
6 Frequently the wood are pink— Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town.
FATE slew him, but he did not dr… She felled’—he did not fall’— Impaled him on her fiercest stakes… He neutralized them all. She stung him, sapped his firm adv…
979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—
275 Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! Why, God, would be content With but a fraction of the Life— Poured thee, without a stint—
553 One Crucifixion is recorded—only— How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics— Or History—
890 From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone
The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied
