#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth
896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually
637 The Child’s faith is new— Whole—like His Principle— Wide—like the Sunrise On fresh Eyes—
God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv… My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea…
312 Her—last Poems— Poets ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled Other,
497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?
802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—
27 Morns like these—we parted— Noons like these—she rose— Fluttering first—then firmer To her fair repose.
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”
994 Partake as doth the Bee, Abstemiously. The Rose is an Estate— In Sicily.
138 Pigmy seraphs—gone astray— Velvet people from Vevay— Balles from some lost summer day— Bees exclusive Coterie—
332 There are two Ripenings—one—of si… Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground—
540 I took my Power in my Hand— And went against the World— ’Twas not so much as David—had— But I—was twice as bold—