#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
442 God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer lau… But just before the Snows
704 672 No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken
MY cocoon tightens, colors tease, I 'm feeling for the air; A dim capacity for wings Degrades the dress I wear. A power of butterfly must be
139 Soul, Wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost indeed— But tens have won an all—
8 There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man— It hurls its barbed syllables
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—
56 If I should cease to bring a Rose Upon a festal day, ‘Twill be because beyond the Rose I have been called away—
I SHOULD have been too glad, I… Too lifted for the scant degree Of life’s penurious round; My little circuit would have shame… This new circumference, have blame…
265 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss… On Seas of Daffodil— Fantastic Sailors—mingle— And then—the Wharf is still!
98 One dignity delays for all— One mitred Afternoon— None can avoid this purple— None evade this Crown!
793 Grief is a Mouse— And chooses Wainscot in the Breas… For His Shy House— And baffles quest—
865 He outstripped Time with but a Bo… He outstripped Stars and Sun And then, unjaded, challenged God In presence of the Throne.
71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—
THE BAT is dun with wrinkled wi… Like fallow article, And not a song pervades his lips, Or none perceptible. His small umbrella, quaintly halve…
VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…