#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive
DEAR March, come in! How glad I am! I looked for you before. Put down your hat— You must have walked—
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown In Chrysoprase Apartments hung This afternoon put on— How condescending to descend And be of Buttercups the friend
445 ’Twas just this time, last year,… I know I heard the Corn, When I was carried by the Farms— It had the Tassels on—
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—
194 On this long storm the Rainbow ro… On this late Morn—the Sun— The clouds—like listless Elephant… Horizons—straggled down—
LXVII A DEED knocks first at thought, And then it knocks at will. That is the manufacturing spot, And will at home and well.
I dreaded that first robin so, But he is mastered now, And I’m accustomed to him grown,— He hurts a little, though. I thought if I could only live
90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—
620 It makes no difference abroad— The Seasons—fit—the same— The Mornings blossom into Noons— And split their Pods of Flame—
It’s thoughts—and just One Heart— And Old Sunshine—about— Make frugal—Ones—Content— And two or three—for Company— Upon a Holiday—
I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—