#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.
Years I had been from home, And now, before the door I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
133 As Children bid the Guest “Good… And then reluctant turn— My flowers raise their pretty lips… Then put their nightgowns on.
Ended, ere it begun - The Title was scarcely told When the Preface perished from Co… The Story, unrevealed - Had it been mine, to print!
725 Where Thou art—that—is Home— Cashmere—or Calvary—the same— Degree—or Shame— I scarce esteem Location’s Name—
102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
578 The Body grows without— The more convenient way— That if the Spirit—like to hide Its Temple stands, alway,
267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!
229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
81 We should not mind so small a flow… Except it quiet bring Our little garden that we lost Back to the Lawn again.
455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith
We play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,
762 The Whole of it came not at once— ’Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chan… The Bliss to cauterize—
218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!
