#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
980 Purple—is fashionable twice— This season of the year, And when a soul perceives itself To be an Emperor.
XXV Wild nights—Wild nights! Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury!
6 Frequently the wood are pink— Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town.
968 Fitter to see Him, I may be For the long Hindrance—Grace—to… With Summers, and with Winters, g… Some passing Year—A trait bestow
LXXXVI A LADY red upon the hill Her annual secret keeps; A lady white within the field In placid lily sleeps!
938 Fairer through Fading—as the Day Into the Darkness dips away— Half Her Complexion of the Sun— Hindering—Haunting—Perishing—
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…
XXXIX I MEANT to have but modest need… Such as content, and heaven; Within my income these could lie, And life and I keep even.
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
751 My Worthiness is all my Doubt— His Merit—all my fear— Contrasting which, my quality Do lowlier—appear—
587 Empty my Heart, of Thee— Its single Artery— Begin, and leave Thee out— Simply Extinction’s Date—
342 It will be Summer—eventually. Ladies—with parasols— Sauntering Gentlemen—with Canes— And little Girls—with Dolls—
54 If I should die, And you should live— And time should gurgle on— And morn should beam—
A little Dog that wags his tail And knows no other joy Of such a little Dog am I Reminded by a Boy Who gambols all the living Day
