#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,
102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
264 A Weight with Needles on the poun… To push, and pierce, besides— That if the Flesh resist the Heft… The puncture—coolly tries—
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken To that dull Girl? Trivial a Word—just—
403 The Winters are so short— I’m hardly justified In sending all the Birds away— And moving into Pod—
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—
48 Once more, my now bewildered Dove Bestirs her puzzled wings Once more her mistress, on the dee… Her troubled question flings—
By homely gift and hindered Words The human heart is told Of Nothing - ‘Nothing’ is the force That renovates the World -
LV I envy seas whereon he rides, I envy spokes of wheels Of chariots that him convey, I envy speechless hills
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plant… At Evening, it is not At Morning, in a Truffled Hut It stop opon a Spot As if it tarried always
841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.
A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -
