#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—
68 Ambition cannot find him. Affection doesn’t know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now.
244 It is easy to work when the soul i… But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings… Makes work difficult—then—
LVI Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!
529 I’m sorry for the Dead—Today— It’s such congenial times Old Neighbors have at fences— It’s time o’ year for Hay.
637 The Child’s faith is new— Whole—like His Principle— Wide—like the Sunrise On fresh Eyes—
865 He outstripped Time with but a Bo… He outstripped Stars and Sun And then, unjaded, challenged God In presence of the Throne.
547 I’ve seen a Dying Eye Run round and round a Room— In search of Something—as it seem… Then Cloudier become—
934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday
The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back
397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—
Had we our senses But perhaps ’tis well they’re not… So intimate with Madness He’s liable with them Had we the eyes without our Head—
246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—
I never saw a moor; I never saw the sea, Yet know I how the heather looks And what a billow be. I never spoke with God,
I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I,
