#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
509 If anybody’s friend be dead It’s sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive… At such and such a time—
504 You know that Portrait in the Moo… So tell me who ’tis like— The very Brow—the stooping eyes— A fog for—Say—Whose Sake?
538 ’Tis true—They shut me in the Col… But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’tw… Forget it—Lord—of Them—
240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you—
Departed to the judgment, A mighty afternoon; Great clouds like ushers leaning, Creation looking on. The flesh surrendered, cancelled
CXXVIII I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm.
39 It did not surprise me— So I said—or thought— She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot,
I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time
576 I prayed, at first, a little Girl… Because they told me to— But stopped, when qualified to gue… How prayer would feel—to me—
354 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged—a Summer Afternoon— Repairing Everywhere—
157 Musicians wrestle everywhere— All day—among the crowded air I hear the silver strife— And—walking—long before the morn—
381 A Secret told— Ceases to be a Secret—then— A Secret—kept— That—can appal but One—
542 I had no Cause to be awake— My Best—was gone to sleep— And Morn a new politeness took— And failed to wake them up—
