#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
LXVII If I should die, And you should live, And time should gurgle on, And morn should beam,
577 If I may have it, when it’s dead, I’ll be contented—so— If just as soon as Breath is out It shall belong to me—
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
9 Through lane it lay—through brambl… Through clearing and through wood— Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road.
673 The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon the face of Noon…
566 A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink— I hunted all the Sand— I caught the Dripping of a Rock And bore it in my Hand—
802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—
412 I read my sentence—steadily— Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause—
The Hills erect their Purple Hea… The Rivers lean to see Yet Man has not of all the Throng A Curiosity.
To mend each tattered Faith There is a needle fair Though no appearance indicate ’Tis threaded in the Air And though it do not wear
Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
164 Mama never forgets her birds, Though in another tree— She looks down just as often And just as tenderly
189 It’s such a little thing to weep— So short a thing to sigh— And yet—by Trades—the size of the… We men and women die!
XXV Wild nights—Wild nights! Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury!
300 ‘Morning’—means 'Milking’—to the… Dawn’—to the Teneriffe’— Dice’—to the Maid’— Morning means just Risk’—to the L…