#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
909 I make His Crescent fill or lack— His Nature is at Full Or Quarter—as I signify— His Tides—do I control—
586 We talked as Girls do— Fond, and late— We speculated fair, on every subje… Of ours, none affair—
I started Early– Took my Dog – And visited the Sea - The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me - And Frigates - in the Upper Floo…
648 Promise This—When You be Dying— Some shall summon Me— Mine belong Your latest Sighing— Mine—to Belt Your Eye—
475 Doom is the House without the Doo… ’Tis entered from the Sun— And then the Ladder’s thrown away… Because Escape—is done—
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—
766 My Faith is larger than the Hills… So when the Hills decay— My Faith must take the Purple Wh… To show the Sun the way—
978 It bloomed and dropt, a Single No… The Flower—distinct and Red— I, passing, thought another Noon Another in its stead
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me
27 Morns like these—we parted— Noons like these—she rose— Fluttering first—then firmer To her fair repose.
Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped Freight Of a delivered syllable ‘Twould crumble with the weight.
760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!
357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…
