#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
734 If He were living—dare I ask— And how if He be dead— And so around the Words I went— Of meeting them—afraid—
882 A Shade upon the mind there passe… As when on Noon A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses Remembering
Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue… The letting go A Presence—for an Expectation— Not now— The putting out of Eyes—
Those fair—fictitious People— The Women—plucked away From our familiar Lifetime— The Men of Ivory— Those Boys and Girls, in Canvas—
380 There is a flower that Bees prefe… And Butterflies—desire— To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming Bird—aspire—
28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—
XXV BELSHAZZAR had a letter,— He never had but one; Belshazzar’s correspondent Concluded and begun
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
369 She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away— Intending to return— But not so soon—
The thought beneath so slight a fi… Is more distincly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
643 I could suffice for Him, I knew— He—could suffice for Me— Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both Surveyed Infinity—
XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.
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—
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—