#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
517 He parts Himself—like Leaves— And then—He closes up— Then stands upon the Bonnet Of Any Buttercup—
XXXIII DARE you see a soul at the white… Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire’s common tint; But when the vivid ore
546 To fill a Gap Insert the Thing that caused it— Block it up With Other—and 'twill yawn the mo…
212 Least Rivers—docile to some sea. My Caspian—thee.
490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?
509 If anybody’s friend be dead It’s sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive… At such and such a time—
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished
68 Ambition cannot find him. Affection doesn’t know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now.
I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
20 Distrustful of the Gentian— And just to turn away, The fluttering of her fringes Child my perfidy—
