#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale—
244 It is easy to work when the soul i… But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings… Makes work difficult—then—
444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust… Permitted—such a Head—
830 To this World she returned. But with a tinge of that— A Compound manner, As a Sod
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
Death leaves Us homesick, who beh… Except that it is gone Are ignorant of its Concern As if it were not born. Through all their former Places,…
XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.
920 We can but follow to the Sun— As oft as He go down He leave Ourselves a Sphere behin… ’Tis mostly—following—
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
I went to heaven,— ‘T was a small town, Lit with a ruby, Lathed with down. Stiller than the fields
659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
477 No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed—
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
393 Did Our Best Moment last— ‘Twould supersede the Heaven— A few—and they by Risk—procure— So this Sort—are not given—