#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
143 For every Bird a Nest— Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking rou… Wherefore when boughs are free—
455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith
Tell all the Truth but tell it sl… Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth’s superb surprise As Lightning to the Children ease…
The Sun kept setting—setting—stil… No Hue of Afternoon— Upon the Village I perceived From House to House ’twas Noon— The Dusk kept dropping—dropping—s…
Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather
662 Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud
To mend each tattered Faith There is a needle fair Though no appearance indicate ’Tis threaded in the Air And though it do not wear
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses
994 Partake as doth the Bee, Abstemiously. The Rose is an Estate— In Sicily.
107 ’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
551 There is a Shame of Nobleness— Confronting Sudden Pelf— A finer Shame of Ecstasy— Convicted of Itself—
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
697 I could bring You Jewels—had I a… But You have enough—of those— I could bring You Odors from St.… Colors—from Vera Cruz—
