#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
323 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand—
443 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl— Life’s little duties do—precisely— As the very least Were infinite—to me—
545 ’Tis One by One—the Father count… And then a Tract between Set Cypherless—to teach the Eye The Value of its Ten—
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.
488 Myself was formed’—a Carpenter’— An unpretending time My Plane’—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came’—
763 He told a homely tale And spotted it with tears— Upon his infant face was set The Cicatrice of years—
782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—
XXIV WHETHER my bark went down at se… Whether she met with gales, Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails;
883 The Poets light but Lamps— Themselves—go out— The Wicks they stimulate— If vital Light
792 Through the strait pass of sufferi… The Martyrs—even—trod. Their feet—upon Temptations— Their faces—upon God—
867 Escaping backward to perceive The Sea upon our place— Escaping forward, to confront His glittering Embrace—
1510 How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears—
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth
859 A Doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.