Poetessa, nato venerdì 10 dicembre 1830 a Amherst, Massachusetts (USA - Stati Uniti d'America), morto sabato 15 maggio 1886 a Amherst, Massachusetts (USA - Stati Uniti d'America)
Unto like Story - Trouble has enticed me - How Kinsmen fell - Brothers and Sister - who preferred the Glory - And their young will Bent to the Scaffold, or in Dungeons - chanted - Till God's full time - When they let go the ignominy - smiling - And Shame went dumb - Unto guessed Crests, my moaning fancy, leads me, Worn fair By Heads rejected - in the lower country - Of honors there - Such spirit makes her perpetual mention, That I - grown bold - Step martial - at my Crucifixion - As Trumpets - rolled -
Feet, small as mine - have marched in Revolution Firm to the Drum - Hands - not so stout - hoisted them - in witness - When Speech went numb - Let me not shame their sublime deportments - Drilled bright - Beckoning - Etruscan invitation - Toward Light.
One Year ago - jots what? God - spell the word! I - cant - Was't Grace? Not that - Was't Glory? That - will do - Spell slower - Glory - Such Anniversary shall be - Sometimes - not often - in Eternity - When farther Parted, than the Common Wo - Look - feed upon each other's faces - so - In doubtful meal, if it be possible Their Banquet's real -
I tasted - careless - then - I did not know the Wine Came once a World - Did you? Oh, had you told me so - This Thirst would blister - easier - now - You said it hurt you - most - Mine - was an Acorn's Breast - And could not know how fondness grew In Shaggier Vest - Perhaps - I could'nt - But, had you looked in - A Giant - eye to eye with you, had been - No Acorn - then -
So - Twelve months ago - We breathed - Then dropped the Air - Which bore it best? Was this - the patientest - Because it was a Child, you know - And could not value - Air?
If to be "Elder" - mean most pain - I'm old enough, today, I'm certain - then - As old as thee - how soon? One - Birthday more - or Ten? Let me - choose! Ah, Sir, None!
Morning" - means "Milking" - to the Farmer - Dawn - to the Teneriffe - Dice - to the Maid - Morning means just Risk - to the Lover - Just revelation - to the Beloved - Epicures - date a Breakfast - by it - Brides - an Apocalypse - Worlds - a Flood - Faint-going Lives - Their Lapse from Sighing - Faith - The Experiment of Our Lord.
A Mien to move a Queen - Half Child - Half Heroine - An Orleans in the Eye That puts it's manner by For humbler Company When none are near Even a Tear - It's frequent Visitor - A Bonnet like a Duke - And yet a Wren's Peruke Were not so shy Of Goer by - And Hands - so slight - They would elate a Sprite With Merriment -
A Voice that Alters - Low And on the Ear can go Like Let of Snow - Or shift supreme - As tone of Realm On Subjects Diadem -
Too small - to fear - Too distant - to endear - And so Men Compromise - And just - revere.
Un Aspetto da smuovere una Regina - Metà Fanciulla - Metà Eroina - Un Orleans negli Occhi Che smentisce i suoi modi Per la più umile Compagnia Quando nessuno è vicino Anche una Lacrima - È sua frequente Visitatrice - Un Cappellino come un Duca - Eppure una Parrucca di Scricciolo Non sarebbe così timorosa Di un Passante frettoloso - E Mani - così sottili - Che farebbero impazzire un Folletto Dalla Felicità -
Una Voce che Modula - Bassa E all'Orecchio arriva Come Soffocata dalla Neve - O si eleva superba - Come il suono di un Reame Sui Sudditi della Corona -
Troppo piccola - per averne timore - Troppo distante - per amarla - E così gli Uomini si Adattano - E semplicemente - la venerano.
It's thoughts - and just One Heart - And Old Sunshine - about - Make frugal - Ones - Content - And two or three - for Company - Upon a Holiday - Crowded - as Sacrament - Books - when the Unit - Spare the Tenant - long enò - A Picture - if it Care - Itself - a Gallery too rare - For needing more -
Flowers - to keep the Eyes - from going awkward - When it snows - A Bird - if they - prefer - Though Winter fire - sing clear as Plover - To our - ear -
A Landscape - not so great To suffocate the Eye - A Hill - perhaps - Perhaps - the profile of a Mill Turned by the Wind - Tho' such - are luxuries -
It's thoughts - and just two Heart - And Heaven - about - At least - a Counterfeit - We would not have Correct - And Immortality - can be almost - Not quite - Content.
Going to Him! Happy letter! Tell Him - Tell Him the page I did'nt write - Tell Him - I only said the Syntax - And left the Verb and the pronoun - out - Tell Him just how the fingers hurried - Then - how they waded - slow - slow - And then you wished you had eyes in your pages - So you could see what moved them so - Tell Him - it was'nt a Practised Writer - You guessed - from the way the sentence toiled - You could hear the Boddice tug, behind you - As if it held but the might of a child - You almost pitied it - you - it worked so - Tell Him - No - you may quibble there - For it would split His Heart, to know it - And then you and I, were silenter.
Tell Him - Night finished - before we finished - And the Old Clock kept neighing "Day"! And you - got sleepy - And begged to be ended - What could it hinder so - to say? Tell Him - just how she sealed you - Cautious! But - if He ask where you are hid Until tomorrow - Happy letter! Gesture Coquette - and shake your Head!
The World - stands - solemner - to me - Since I was wed - to Him - A modesty - befits the soul That bears another's - name - A doubt - if it be fair - indeed - To wear that perfect - pearl - The Man - upon the Woman - binds - To clasp her soul - for all - A prayer, that it more angel - prove - A Whiter Gift - within - To that munificence, that chose - So unadorned - a Queen - A Gratitude - that such be true - It had esteemed the Dream - Too beautiful - for Shape to prove - Or posture - to redeem!
Civilization - spurns - the Leopard! Was the Leopard - bold? Deserts - never rebuked her Satin - Ethiop - her Gold - Tawny - her Customs - She was Conscious - Spotted - her Dun Gown - This was the Leopard's nature - Signor - Need - a keeper - frown? Pity - the Pard - that left her Asia - Memories - of Palm - Cannot be stifled - with Narcotic - Nor suppressed - with Balm.
While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood Under one Sacrament Show me Division can split or pare - Love is like Life - merely longer Love is like Death, during the Grave Love is the Fellow of the Resurrection Scooping up the Dust and chanting "Live".
To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise? To lead Him to the Well And let Him hear it drip Remind Him, would it not, somewhat Of His condemned lip.