#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—
455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
266 This—is the land—the Sunset washe… These—are the Banks of the Yellow… Where it rose—or whither it rushes… These—are the Western Mystery!
It is an honorable thought, And makes one lift one’s hat, As one encountered gentlefolk Upon a daily street, That we’ve immortal place,
462 Why make it doubt — it hurts it so… So sick — to guess — So strong — to know — So brave — upon its little Bed
859 A doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.
Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few - love at all.
It dropped so low in my regard I heard it hit the ground, And go to pieces on the stones At bottom of my mind; Yet blamed the fate that fractured…
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty Her message is committed
“Houses”'—so the Wise Men tell me… Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
Proud of my broken heart, since th… Proud of the pain, I did not feel… Proud of my night, since thou, wit… Not to partake thy passion, –my hu… Thou can’st not boast, like Jesus…
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
556 The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly—and true— But let a Splinter swerve— ’Twere easier for You—
XXVIII A CHARM invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled.
