#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
SUCCESS is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host
319 Of Bronze—and Blaze— The North—tonight— So adequate—it forms— So preconcerted with itself—
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine
221 It can’t be “Summer”! That—got through! It’s early—yet—for “Spring”! There’s that long town of White—t…
XXXIII DARE you see a soul at the white… Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire’s common tint; But when the vivid ore
LXII BEFORE I got my eye put out, I liked as well to see As other creatures that have eyes, And know no other way.
145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—
883 The Poets light but Lamps— Themselves—go out— The Wicks they stimulate— If vital Light
Ended, ere it begun - The Title was scarcely told When the Preface perished from Co… The Story, unrevealed - Had it been mine, to print!
483 A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe— And golden hang—while farther up— The Maker’s Ladders stop—
13 Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand
648 Promise This—When You be Dying— Some shall summon Me— Mine belong Your latest Sighing— Mine—to Belt Your Eye—
896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually
For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ectasty. For each beloved hour
