#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
205 I should not dare to leave my frie… Because—because if he should die While I was gone—and I—too late— Should reach the Heart that wante…
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
404 How many Flowers fail in Wood— Or perish from the Hill— Without the privilege to know That they are Beautiful—
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…
58 Delayed till she had ceased to kno… Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay— An hour behind the fleeting breath…
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
Nature rarer uses Yellow Than another Hue. Saves she all of that for Sunsets Prodigal of Blue Spending Scarlet, like a Woman
547 I’ve seen a Dying Eye Run round and round a Room— In search of Something—as it seem… Then Cloudier become—
28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—
588 I cried at Pity—not at Pain— I heard a Woman say “Poor Child”—and something in her… Convicted me—of me—
298 Alone, I cannot be— For Hosts—do visit me— Recordless Company— Who baffle Key—
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
740 You taught me Waiting with Myself… Appointment strictly kept’— You taught me fortitude of Fate’— This’—also’—I have learnt’—
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
