#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—
883 The Poets light but Lamps— Themselves—go out— The Wicks they stimulate— If vital Light
I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility
A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,
’Twas Crisis—All the length had p… That dull—benumbing time There is in Fever or Event— And now the Chance had come— The instant holding in its claw
A chilly Peace infests the Grass The Sun respectful lies - Not any Trance of industry These shadows scrutinize - Whose Allies go no more astray
45 There’s something quieter than sle… Within this inner room! It wears a sprig upon its breast— And will not tell its name.
460 I know where Wells grow’—Droughtl… Deep dug’—for Summer days’— Where Mosses go no more away’— And Pebble’—safely plays’—
559 It knew no Medicine— It was not Sickness—then— Nor any need of Surgery— And therefore—'twas not Pain—
576 I prayed, at first, a little Girl… Because they told me to— But stopped, when qualified to gue… How prayer would feel—to me—
876 It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone Enclosed ’twas not of Rail A Consciousness its Acre, and It held a Human Soul.
408 Unit, like Death, for Whom? True, like the Tomb, Who tells no secret Told to Him—
400 A Tongue—to tell Him I am true! Its fee—to be of Gold— Had Nature—in Her monstrous Hous… A single Ragged Child—
I see thee better—in the Dark— I do not need a Light— The Love of Thee—a Prism be— Excelling Violet— I see thee better for the Years