#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
The thought beneath so slight a fi… Is more distincly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
515 No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit—I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection—does—
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host
The spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands— And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl—unwinds— He plies from Nought to Nought—
810 Her Grace is all she has— And that, so least displays— One Art to recognize, must be, Another Art, to praise.
696 Their Height in Heaven comforts n… Their Glory—nought to me— ’Twas best imperfect—as it was— I’m finite—I can’t see—
I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
859 A doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.
My Garden—like the Beach— Denotes there be—a Sea— That’s Summer— Such as These—the Pearls She fetches—such as Me
Abraham to kill him Was distinctly told’— Isaac was an Urchin’— Abraham was old’— Not a hesitation’—
183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—
