#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?
807 Expectation—is Contentment— Gain—Satiety— But Satiety—Conviction Of Necessity
The Work of Her that went, The Toil of Fellows done - In Ovens green our Mother bakes, By Fires of the Sun.
To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—
837 How well I knew Her not Whom not to know has been A Bounty in prospective, now Next Door to mine the Pain.
463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy
908 ’Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast T… No Station in the Day? ’Twas not thy wont, to hinder so— Retrieve thine industry—
142 Whose are the little beds, I aske… Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others… And no one made reply.
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!
998 Best Things dwell out of Sight The Pearl—the Just—Our Thought. Most shun the Public Air Legitimate, and Rare—
983 Ideals are the Fairly Oil With which we help the Wheel But when the Vital Axle turns The Eye rejects the Oil.
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
‘Faithful to the end’ Amended From the Heavenly Clause - Constancy with a Proviso Constancy abhors - ‘Crowns of Life’ are servile Priz…
