#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.
474 They put Us far apart— As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula— We signified “These see”—
742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—
732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—
113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—
556 The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly—and true— But let a Splinter swerve— ’Twere easier for You—
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
XXIII A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw.
483 A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe— And golden hang—while farther up— The Maker’s Ladders stop—
861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th… Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled… Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor… Saved for your Ear when Lutes be…
199 I’m “wife”'—I’ve finished that’— That other state’— I’m Czar’—I’m “Woman” now’— It’s safer so’—
28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—
XLIV THE show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be.
981 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer Or Bees, at Christmas show— So fairy—so fictitious The individuals do
276 Many a phrase has the English lan… I have heard but one— Low as the laughter of the Cricke… Loud, as the Thunder’s Tongue—
