#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
HE preached upon “breadth” till i… The broad are too broad to define: And of “truth” until it proclaimed… The truth never flaunted a sign. Simplicity fled from his counterfe…
727 Precious to Me—She still shall be… Though She forget the name I bear… The fashion of the Gown I wear— The very Color of My Hair—
626 Only God—detect the Sorrow— Only God— The Jehovahs—are no Babblers— Unto God—
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—
134 Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower… But I could never sell— If you would like to borrow, Until the Daffodil
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—
197 Morning—is the place for Dew— Corn—is made at Noon— After dinner light—for flowers— Dukes—for Setting Sun!
51 I often passed the village When going home from school— And wondered what they did there— And why it was so still—
450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
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…
755 No Bobolink—reverse His Singing When the only Tree Ever He minded occupying By the Farmer be—
