#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
LV I envy seas whereon he rides, I envy spokes of wheels Of chariots that him convey, I envy speechless hills
A slash of Blue— A sweep of Gray— Some scarlet patches on the way, Compose an Evening Sky— A little purple—slipped between—
She could not live upon the Past The Present did not know her And so she sought this sweet at la… And nature gently owned her The mother that has not a knell
901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,
I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,
I went to heaven,— ‘T was a small town, Lit with a ruby, Lathed with down. Stiller than the fields
392 Through the Dark Sod—as Educatio… The Lily passes sure— Feels her white foot—no trepidatio… Her faith—no fear—
643 I could suffice for Him, I knew— He—could suffice for Me— Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both Surveyed Infinity—
329 So glad we are—a Stranger’d deem ’Twas sorry, that we were— For where the Holiday should be There publishes a Tear—
459 A Tooth upon Our Peace The Peace cannot deface— Then Wherefore be the Tooth? To vitalize the Grace—
FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!
877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one
364 The Morning after Woe— ’Tis frequently the Way— Surpasses all that rose before— For utter Jubilee—
715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—
Whose Pink career may have a clos… Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe and innocence, were meet.