#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
557 She hideth Her the last— And is the first, to rise— Her Night doth hardly recompense The Closing of Her eyes—
A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard— Till morning touching mountain—
463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy
498 I envy Seas, whereon He rides— I envy Spokes of Wheels Of Chariots, that Him convey— I envy Crooked Hills
Not in this world to see his face Sounds long, until I read the pla… Where this is said to be But just the primer to a life Unopened, rare, upon the shelf,
XLI THE soul unto itself Is an imperial friend,— Or the most agonizing spy An enemy could send.
“Why do I love” You, Sir? Because’— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer’—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place.
889 Crisis is a Hair Toward which the forces creep Past which forces retrograde If it come in sleep
807 Expectation—is Contentment— Gain—Satiety— But Satiety—Conviction Of Necessity
I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…
XCIX THERE is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry.
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
A little Snow was here and there Disseminated in her Hair - Since she and I had met and playe… Decade had gathered to Decade - But Time had added not obtained
