#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
13 Sleep is supposed to be By souls of sanity The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand
439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—
569 I reckon—when I count at all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—
247 What would I give to see his face… I’d give—I’d give my life—of cour… But that is not enough! Stop just a minute—let me think!
184 A transport one cannot contain May yet a transport be— Though God forbid it lift the lid… Unto its Ecstasy!
951 As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect—
488 Myself was formed’—a Carpenter’— An unpretending time My Plane’—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came’—
932 My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word— The Stars that stated come to Tow… Esteemed Me never rude
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect
460 I know where Wells grow’—Droughtl… Deep dug’—for Summer days’— Where Mosses go no more away’— And Pebble’—safely plays’—
610 You’ll find—it when you try to die… The Easier to let go— For recollecting such as went— You could not spare—you know.
63 If pain for peace prepares Lo, what “Augustan” years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise,
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
644 You left me—Sire—two Legacies— A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He the offer of—
