#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
I never hear the word 'escape’ Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude. I never hear of prisons broad
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the lune A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
711 Strong Draughts of Their Refresh… To drink—enables Mine Through Desert or the Wilderness As bore it Sealed Wine—
863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—
XLVI A THOUGHT went up my mind to—d… That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year,
951 As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect—
662 Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud
956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?
6 Frequently the wood are pink— Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town.
856 There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves— A leisure of the Future— A Wilderness of Size.
171 Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it now!
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—
508 I’m ceded—I’ve stopped being Thei… The name They dropped upon my fac… With water, in the country church Is finished using, now,
