#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
391 A Visitor in Marl— Who influences Flowers— Till they are orderly as Busts— And Elegant—as Glass—
720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—
345 Funny—to be a Century— And see the People—going by— I—should die of the Oddity— But then—I’m not so staid—as He—
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
136 Have you got a Brook in your litt… Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drin… And shadows tremble so—
321 Of all the Sounds despatched abro… There’s not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boug… That phraseless Melody—
675 Essential Oilsare wrung The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Sunsalone It is the gift of Screws
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!
707 The Grace—Myself—might not obtain… Confer upon My flower— Refracted but a Countenance— For I—inhabit Her—
818 I could not drink it, Sweet, Till You had tasted first, Though cooler than the Water was The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.
A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men,— Of earl and midge The privilege.
910 Experience is the Angled Road Preferred against the Mind By—Paradox—the Mind itself— Presuming it to lead
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!