#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
981 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show— So fairy—so fictitious The individuals do
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
938 Fairer through Fading—as the Day Into the Darkness dips away— Half Her Complexion of the Sun— Hindering—Haunting—Perishing—
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
1068 Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass.
Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped Freight Of a delivered syllable ‘Twould crumble with the weight.
845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!
By homely gift and hindered Words The human heart is told Of Nothing - ‘Nothing’ is the force That renovates the World -
874 They won’t frown always—some sweet… When I forget to tease— They’ll recollect how cold I look… And how I just said “Please.”
217 Savior! I’ve no one else to tell— And so I trouble thee. I am the one forgot thee so— Dost thou remember me?
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
316 The Wind didn’t come from the Orc… Further than that— Nor stop to play with the Hay— Nor joggle a Hat—
25 She slept beneath a tree— Remembered but by me. I touched her Cradle mute— She recognized the foot—
126 To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe—
170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!
