#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—
676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
339 I tend my flowers for thee— Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia’s Coral Seams Rip—while the Sower—dreams—
111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—
841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.
802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—
His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…
591 To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere— And even when the Snow
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
168 If the foolish, call them “flowers… Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants “Classify” them It is just as well!
818 I could not drink it, Sweet, Till You had tasted first, Though cooler than the Water was The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.
555 Trust in the Unexpected— By this—was William Kidd Persuaded of the Buried Gold— As One had testified—
782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—
