#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
265 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss… On Seas of Daffodil— Fantastic Sailors—mingle— And then—the Wharf is still!
147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!
I measure every Grief I meet With narrow, probing, Eyes— I wonder if It weighs like Mine— Or has an Easier size. I wonder if They bore it long—
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.
851 When the Astronomer stops seeking For his Pleiad’s Face— When the lone British Lady Forsakes the Arctic Race
CXI A DOOR just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company.
130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…
932 My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word— The Stars that stated come to Tow… Esteemed Me never rude
261 Put up my lute! What of—my Music! Since the sole ear I cared to cha… Passive—as Granite—laps My Music…
616 I rose—because He sank— I thought it would be opposite— But when his power dropped— My Soul grew straight.
111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—
After great pain, a formal feeling… The Nerves sit ceremonious, like… The stiff Heart questions was it… And Yesterday, or Centuries befor… The Feet, mechanical, go round—
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
