#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—
938 Fairer through Fading—as the Day Into the Darkness dips away— Half Her Complexion of the Sun— Hindering—Haunting—Perishing—
I never hear the word 'escape’ Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude. I never hear of prisons broad
XVII SHE rose to his requirement, drop… The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.
308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—
995 This was in the White of the Year… That—was in the Green— Drifts were as difficult then to t… As Daisies now to be seen—
989 Gratitude—is not the mention Of a Tenderness, But its still appreciation Out of Plumb of Speech.
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
A door just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company. The door as sudden shut, and I,
257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—
No rack can torture me, My soul’s at liberty Behind this mortal bone There knits a bolder one You cannot prick with saw,
66 So from the mould Scarlet and Gold Many a Bulb will rise— Hidden away, cunningly, From saga…
32 When Roses cease to bloom, Sir, And Violets are done— When Bumblebees in solemn flight Have passed beyond the Sun—
394 ’Twas Love’—not me’— Oh punish’—pray’— The Real one died for Thee’— Just Him’—not me’—