#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
580 I gave myself to Him— And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way—
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick
My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
346 Not probable—The barest Chance— A smile too few—a word too much And far from Heaven as the Rest— The Soul so close on Paradise—
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
45 There’s something quieter than sle… Within this inner room! It wears a sprig upon its breast— And will not tell its name.
534 We see—Comparatively— The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided—Yesterday—
A great Hope fell You heard no noise The Ruin was within Oh cunning wreck that told no tale And let no Witness in
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
751 My Worthiness is all my Doubt— His Merit—all my fear— Contrasting which, my quality Do lowlier—appear—
800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—
589 The Night was wide, and furnished… With but a single Star— That often as a Cloud it met— Blew out itself—for fear—
The dying need but little, dear,— A glass of water’s all, A flower’s unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend’s regret,
LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”
