#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—
XLIX WE outgrow love like other things And put it in the drawer, Till it an antique fashion shows Like costumes grandsires wore.
799 Despair’s advantage is achieved By suffering—Despair— To be assisted of Reverse One must Reverse have bore—
901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,
924 Love—is that later Thing than Dea… More previous—than Life— Confirms it at its entrance—And Usurps it—of itself—
840 I cannot buy it—’tis not sold— There is no other in the World— Mine was the only one I was so happy I forgot
883 The Poets light but Lamps— Themselves—go out— The Wicks they stimulate— If vital Light
Is it too late to touch you, Dear… We this moment knew - Love Marine and Love terrene - Love celestial too -
309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
161 A feather from the Whippoorwill That everlasting—sings! Whose galleries—are Sunrise— Whose Opera—the Springs—
A little road not made of man, Enabled of the eye, Accessible to thill of bee, Or cart of butterfly. If town it have, beyond itself,
1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—
359 I gained it so— By Climbing slow— By Catching at the Twigs that gro… Between the Bliss—and me—
