#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect
The day came slow, till five o’clo… Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light… A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east…
432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
The show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be. Fair play—
XXX WE play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool.
257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—
I DIED for beauty, but was scarc… Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
965 Denial—is the only fact Perceived by the Denied— Whose Will—a numb significance— The Day the Heaven died—
I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.
315 He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on— He stuns you by degrees—
393 Did Our Best Moment last— ‘Twould supersede the Heaven— A few—and they by Risk—procure— So this Sort—are not given—
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!