#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
526 To hear an Oriole sing May be a common thing— Or only a divine. It is not of the Bird
The only ghost I ever saw Was dressed in mechlin,—so; He wore no sandal on his foot, And stepped like flakes of snow. His gait was soundless, like the b…
518 Her sweet Weight on my Heart a N… Had scarcely deigned to lie— When, stirring, for Belief’s deli… My Bride had slipped away—
845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.
Yesterday is History, ’Tis so far away - Yesterday is Poetry - ’Tis Philosophy - Yesterday is mystery -
The Road was lit with Moon and st… The Trees were bright and still - Descried I - by the distant Ligh… A Traveller on a Hill - To magic Perpendiculars
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
962 Midsummer, was it, when They died… A full, and perfect time— The Summer closed upon itself In Consummated Bloom—
102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
348 I dreaded that first Robin, so, But He is mastered, now, I’m accustomed to Him grown, He hurts a little, though—
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I
