#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
307 The One who could repeat the Summ… Were greater than itself—though H… Minutest of Mankind should be— And He—could reproduce the Sun—
614 In falling Timbers buried— There breathed a Man— Outside—the spades—were plying— The Lungs—within—
113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—
I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…
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…
I had been hungry all the years– My noon had come, to dine– I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. ‘T was this on tables I had seen
880 The Bird must sing to earn the Cr… What merit have the Tune No Breakfast if it guaranty The Rose content may bloom
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
498 I envy Seas, whereon He rides— I envy Spokes of Wheels Of Chariots, that Him convey— I envy Crooked Hills
799 Despair’s advantage is achieved By suffering—Despair— To be assisted of Reverse One must Reverse have bore—
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
Glory is that bright tragic thing That for an instant Means Dominion - Warms some poor name That never felt the Sun,
