#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
66 So from the mould Scarlet and Gold Many a Bulb will rise— Hidden away, cunningly, From saga…
348 I dreaded that first Robin, so, But He is mastered, now, I’m accustomed to Him grown, He hurts a little, though—
625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time
XLIII I LIKE to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step
75 She died at play, Gambolled away Her lease of spotted hours, Then sank as gaily as a Turn
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
Could Hope inspect her Basis Her Craft were done - Has a fictitious Charter Or it has none - Balked in the vastest instance
660 ’Tis good—the looking back on Gri… To re-endure a Day— We thought the Mighty Funeral— Of All Conceived Joy—
295 Unto like Story—Trouble has entic… How Kinsmen fell— Brothers and Sister—who preferred… And their young will
160 Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with E… When breath blew back,
442 God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer lau… But just before the Snows
140 An altered look about the hills— A Tyrian light the village fills— A wider sunrise in the morn— A deeper twilight on the lawn—
113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—
XLIV THE show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be.
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—