#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
412 I read my sentence—steadily— Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause—
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty Her message is committed
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
844 Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide,
Going to him! Happy letter! Tell… Tell him the page I didn’t write; Tell him I only said the syntax, And left the verb and the pronoun… Tell him just how the fingers hurr…
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
1000 The Fingers of the Light Tapped soft upon the Town With “I am great and cannot wait So therefore let me in.”
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—
382 For Death—or rather For the Things 'twould buy— This—put away Life’s Opportunity—
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
XLI THE soul unto itself Is an imperial friend,— Or the most agonizing spy An enemy could send.
600 It troubled me as once I was— For I was once a Child— Concluding how an Atom—fell— And yet the Heavens—held—
LV I envy seas whereon he rides, I envy spokes of wheels Of chariots that him convey, I envy speechless hills
