#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Come slowly, Eden Lips unused to thee. Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee,
334 All the letters I can write Are not fair as this— Syllables of Velvet— Sentences of Plush,
378 I saw no Way—The Heavens were st… I felt the Columns close— The Earth reversed her Hemisphere… I touched the Universe—
228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in… Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old Horiz… Laying her spotted Face to die
VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…
143 For every Bird a Nest— Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking rou… Wherefore when boughs are free—
92 My friend must be a Bird’— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies!
Silence is all we dread. There’s Ransom in a Voice - But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face.
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—
159 A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa…
I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm. The eyes beside had wrung them dry…
18 The Gentian weaves her fringes— The Maple’s loom is red— My departing blossoms Obviate parade.
542 I had no Cause to be awake— My Best—was gone to sleep— And Morn a new politeness took— And failed to wake them up—
172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!
My Garden—like the Beach— Denotes there be—a Sea— That’s Summer— Such as These—the Pearls She fetches—such as Me
