#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
789 On a Columnar Self— How ample to rely In Tumult—or Extremity— How good the Certainty
911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
992 The Dust behind I strove to join Unto the Disk before— But Sequence ravelled out of Soun… Like Balls upon a Floor—
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—
Growth of Man—like Growth of Nat… Gravitates within— Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it— Bit it stir—alone— Each—its difficult Ideal
Could Hope inspect her Basis Her Craft were done - Has a fictitious Charter Or it has none - Balked in the vastest instance
LXIII TALK with prudence to a beggar Of “Potosi” and the mines! Reverently to the hungry Of your viands and your wines!
158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?
187 How many times these low feet stag… Only the soldered mouth can tell— Try—can you stir the awful rivet— Try—can you lift the hasps of stee…
180 As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem— Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came
A PRECIOUS, mouldering pleasur… To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore… A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take,
The wind begun to rock the grass With threatening tunes and low,— He flung a menace at the earth, A menace at the sky. The leaves unhooked themselves fro…