#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather
A Counterfeit– a Plated Person… I would not be - Whatever strata of Iniquity My Nature underlie - Truth is good Health - and Safet…
190 He was weak, and I was strong—the… So He let me lead him in— I was weak, and He was strong the… So I let him lead me—Home.
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—
456 So well that I can live without— I love thee—then How well is that… As well as Jesus? Prove it me
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken To that dull Girl? Trivial a Word—just—
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
864 The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady’s name In Silver Chronicle.
345 Funny—to be a Century— And see the People—going by— I—should die of the Oddity— But then—I’m not so staid—as He—
1510 How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears—
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
