#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how
596 When I was small, a Woman died— Today—her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac— His face all Victory
238 Kill your Balm—and its Odors bles… Bare your Jessamine—to the storm— And she will fling her maddest per… Haply—your Summer night to Charm—
201 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar— Until the morning sun— When One—turned smiling to the la… Oh God! the Other One!
There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us—
VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…
226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—
The reticent volcano keeps His never slumbering plan - Confided are his projects pink To no precarious man. If nature will not tell the tale
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
The Grass so little has to do— A Sphere of simple Green— With only Butterflies to brood And Bees to entertain— And stir all day to pretty Tunes
498 I envy Seas, whereon He rides— I envy Spokes of Wheels Of Chariots, that Him convey— I envy Crooked Hills
68 Ambition cannot find him. Affection doesn’t know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now.
221 It can’t be “Summer”! That—got through! It’s early—yet—for “Spring”! There’s that long town of White—t…
Part One: Life LIII GOD gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv…
181 I lost a World - the other day! Has Anybody found? You’ll know it by the Row of Star… Around its forehead bound.
