#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
300 ‘Morning’—means 'Milking’—to the… Dawn’—to the Teneriffe’— Dice’—to the Maid’— Morning means just Risk’—to the L…
FATE slew him, but he did not dr… She felled’—he did not fall’— Impaled him on her fiercest stakes… He neutralized them all. She stung him, sapped his firm adv…
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
160 Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with E… When breath blew back,
578 The Body grows without— The more convenient way— That if the Spirit—like to hide Its Temple stands, alway,
761 From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance—
598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.
927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
VIII A wounded deer leaps highest, I ’ve heard the hunter tell; ’T is but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still.
691 Would you like summer? Taste of o… Spices? Buy here! Ill! We have berries, for the par… Weary! Furloughs of down!
716 The Day undressed—Herself— Her Garter—was of Gold— Her Petticoat—of Purple plain— Her Dimities—as old
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
To see her is a Picture— To hear her is a Tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To know her not—Affliction—
