#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
XXVI THE brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ’T were easier for you
A Counterfeit– a Plated Person… I would not be - Whatever strata of Iniquity My Nature underlie - Truth is good Health - and Safet…
275 Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! Why, God, would be content With but a fraction of the Life— Poured thee, without a stint—
512 The Soul has Bandaged moments— When too appalled to stir— She feels some ghastly Fright com… And stop to look at her—
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
The going from a world we know To one a wonder still Is like the child’s adversity Whose vista is a hill, Behind the hill is sorcery
656 The name—of it—is “Autumn”— The hue—of it—is Blood— An Artery—upon the Hill— A Vein—along the Road—
A Sloop of Amber slips away Upon an Ether Sea, And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar… The Son of Ecstasy -
881 I’ve none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie— It just held Two, nor those it he…
889 Crisis is a Hair Toward which the forces creep Past which forces retrograde If it come in sleep
993 We miss Her, not because We see— The Absence of an Eye— Except its Mind accompany Abridge Society
226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—
266 This—is the land—the Sunset washe… These—are the Banks of the Yellow… Where it rose—or whither it rushes… These—are the Western Mystery!
XI MUCH madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ’T is the majority
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality. We slowly drove– He knew no haste
