#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Like trains of cars on tracks of p… I hear the level bee: A jar across the flowers goes, Their velvet masonry Withstands until the sweet assault
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
105 To hang our head—ostensibly— And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal mind—
653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—
Drowning is not so pitiful As the attempt to rise. Three times, 't is said, a sinking… Comes up to face the skies, And then declines forever
I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
691 Would you like summer? Taste of o… Spices? Buy here! Ill! We have berries, for the par… Weary! Furloughs of down!
555 Trust in the Unexpected— By this—was William Kidd Persuaded of the Buried Gold— As One had testified—
733 The Spirit is the Conscious Ear. We actually Hear When We inspect—that’s audible— That is admitted—Here—
167 To learn the Transport by the Pai… As Blind Men learn the sun! To die of thirst—suspecting That Brooks in Meadows run!
608 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? Not Death—for who is He? The Porter of my Father’s Lodge As much abasheth me!
LXXXII THERE’S a certain slant of ligh… On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
154 Except to Heaven, she is nought. Except for Angels—lone. Except to some wide-wandering Bee A flower superfluous blown.
The bustle in a house The morning after death Is solemnest of industries Enacted upon earth,— The sweeping up the heart,
