#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity— The River reaches to my feet—
623 It was too late for Man— But early, yet, for God— Creation—impotent to help— But Prayer—remained—Our Side—
223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
XLVII HEART, we will forget him! You and I, to—night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
949 Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle’s Cellar Under the Clover’s Root,
772 The hallowing of Pain Like hallowing of Heaven, Obtains at a corporeal cost— The Summit is not given
545 ’Tis One by One—the Father count… And then a Tract between Set Cypherless—to teach the Eye The Value of its Ten—
797 By my Window have I for Scenery Just a Sea—with a Stem— If the Bird and the Farmer—deem i… The Opinion will serve—for them—
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—
This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!
LXXXV A LIGHT exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here
