#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
708 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick— The Thought to be alive— Anonymous Delight to know— And Madder—to conceive—
762 The Whole of it came not at once— ’Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chan… The Bliss to cauterize—
It dropped so low—in my Regard— I heard it hit the Ground— And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind— Yet blamed the Fate that flung it…
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
14 One Sister have I in our house, And one, a hedge away. There’s only one recorded, But both belong to me.
991 She sped as Petals of a Rose Offended by the Wind— A frail Aristocrat of Time Indemnity to find—
782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin,
166 I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And he was barefoot, I’m afraid!
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
864 The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady’s name In Silver Chronicle.