#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back
150 She died—this was the way she died… And when her breath was done Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun—
803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—
728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale—
710 The Sunrise runs for Both— The East—Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill— The Noon unwinds Her Blue
309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
569 I reckon—when I count it all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—
Had we our senses But perhaps ’tis well they’re not… So intimate with Madness He’s liable with them Had we the eyes without our Head—
79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished
282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?
100 A science—so the Savants say, “Comparative Anatomy”— By which a single bone— Is made a secret to unfold
367 Over and over, like a Tune— The Recollection plays— Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise—
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass