#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
76 Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, Past the houses—past the headlands… Into deep Eternity—
128 Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning’s flagons up And say how many Dew, Tell me how far the morning leaps—
665 Dropped into the Ether Acre— Wearing the Sod Gown— Bonnet of Everlasting Laces— Brooch—frozen on—
127 “Houses”—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
Nature rarer uses Yellow Than another Hue. Saves she all of that for Sunsets Prodigal of Blue Spending Scarlet, like a Woman
239 “Heaven”—is what I cannot reach! The Apple on the Tree— Provided it do hopeless—hang— That—"He aven" is—to Me!
982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence
Not any sunny tone From any fervent zone Find entrance there - Better a grave of Balm Toward human nature’s home -
The Sun kept setting—setting—stil… No Hue of Afternoon— Upon the Village I perceived From House to House ’twas Noon— The Dusk kept dropping—dropping—s…
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…
Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity.
556 The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly—and true— But let a Splinter swerve— ’Twere easier for You—
855 To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain
