#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
A Pang is more conspicuous in Spr… In contrast with the things that s… Not Birds entirely– but Minds – Minute Effulgencies and Winds - When what they sung for is undone
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
423 The Months have ends—the Years—a… No Power can untie To stretch a little further A Skein of Misery—
357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…
The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -
909 I make His Crescent fill or lack— His Nature is at Full Or Quarter—as I signify— His Tides—do I control—
LXXIII I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.
385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliarie… Are forever lost to me Had I but further scanned
XIV SOME things that fly there be,— Birds, hours, the bumble-bee: Of these no elegy. Some things that stay there be,—
625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time
474 They put Us far apart— As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula— We signified “These see”—
Tell all the truth but tell it sla… Success in circuit lies, Too bright for our infirm delight The truth’s superb surprise; As lightning to the children eased
XXVII BECAUSE I could not stop for D… He kindly stopped for me— The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality.
993 We miss Her, not because We see— The Absence of an Eye— Except its Mind accompany Abridge Society