#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
974 The Soul’s distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity—
740 You taught me Waiting with Myself… Appointment strictly kept’— You taught me fortitude of Fate’— This’—also’—I have learnt’—
918 Only a Shrine, but Mine— I made the Taper shine— Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may… Regard a Nun—
635 I think the longest Hour of all Is when the Cars have come— And we are waiting for the Coach— It seems as though the Time
386 Answer July— Where is the Bee— Where is the Blush— Where is the Hay?
LXXXVIII HEAVEN is what I cannot reach! The apple on the tree, Provided it do hopeless hang, That “heaven” is, to me.
221 It can’t be “Summer”! That—got through! It’s early—yet—for “Spring”! There’s that long town of White—t…
92 My friend must be a Bird’— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies!
785 They have a little Odor—that to m… Is metre—nay—’tis melody— And spiciest at fading—indicate— A Habit—of a Laureate—
13 Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
294 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it—
396 There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain— ’Tis Pain’s Successor—When the S… Has suffered all it can—
315 He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on— He stuns you by degrees—
193 I shall know why—when Time is ove… And I have ceased to wonder why— Christ will explain each separate… In the fair schoolroom of the sky—