#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
336 The face I carry with me—last— When I go out of Time— To take my Rank—by—in the West— That face—will just be thine—
316 The Wind didn’t come from the Orc… Further than that— Nor stop to play with the Hay— Nor joggle a Hat—
236 If He dissolve – then – there is… Eclipse – at Midnight – It was dark – before – Sunset – at Easter –
252 I can wade Grief— Whole Pools of it— I’m used to that— But the least push of Joy
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat
147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!
407 If What we could—were what we wou… Criterion—be small— It is the Ultimate of Talk— The Impotence to Tell—
982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence
426 It don't sound so terrible—quite—a… I run it over—"Dead", Brain, "De… Put it in Latin—left of my school… Seems it don't shriek so—under rul…
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
165 A Wounded Deer—leaps highest— I’ve heard the Hunter tell— ’Tis but the Ecstasy of death— And then the Brake is still!
927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—
It’s like the light,— A fashionless delight It’s like the bee,— A dateless melody. It’s like the woods,
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—