#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
186 What shall I do—it whimpers so— This little Hound within the Hear… All day and night with bark and st… And yet, it will not go—
873 Ribbons of the Year— Multitude Brocade— Worn to Nature’s Party once Then, as flung aside
366 Although I put away his life— An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear… This might have been the Hand
936 This Dust, and its Feature— Accredited—Today—Will in a s… Cease to identify— This Mind, and its measure—
49 I never lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod. Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
120 If this is “fading” Oh let me immediately “fade”! If this is “dying” Bury me, in such a shroud of red!
833 Perhaps you think me stooping I’m not ashamed of that Christ—stooped until He touched t… Do those at Sacrament
848 Just as He spoke it from his Hand… This Edifice remain— A Turret more, a Turret less Dishonor his Design—
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
831 Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend— Than thine old Arrow is a Shot
265 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss… On Seas of Daffodil— Fantastic Sailors—mingle— And then—the Wharf is still!
I stepped from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea. I knew not but the next
452 The Malay—took the Pearl— Not—I—the Earl— I—feared the Sea—too much Unsanctified—to touch—
Glory is that bright tragic thing That for an instant Means Dominion - Warms some poor name That never felt the Sun,
A PRECIOUS, mouldering pleasur… To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore… A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take,