#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
682 ‘Twould ease—a Butterfly— Elate—a Bee— Thou’rt neither— Neither—thy capacity—
God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv… My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea…
926 Patience—has a quiet Outer— Patience—Look within— Is an Insect’s futile forces Infinites—between—
482 We Cover Thee—Sweet Face— Not that We tire of Thee— But that Thyself fatigue of Us— Remember—as Thou go—
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
We like March, his shoes are purp… He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his comin…
54 If I should die, And you should live— And time should gurgle on— And morn should beam—
103 I have a King, who does not speak… So—wondering—thro’ the hours meek I trudge the day away— Half glad when it is night, and sl…
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
31 Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole—are done!
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality. We slowly drove– He knew no haste
363 I went to thank Her— But She Slept— Her Bed—a funneled Stone— With Nosegays at the Head and Fo…
968 Fitter to see Him, I may be For the long Hindrance—Grace—to… With Summers, and with Winters, g… Some passing Year—A trait bestow
A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind. The vane a little to the east