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)
"Sown in dishonor"! Ah! Indeed! May this "dishonor" be? If I were half so fine myself I'd notice nobody! "Sown in corruption"! Not so fast! Apostle is askew! Corinthians 1. 15. narrates A Circumstance or two!
Papa above! Regard a Mouse O'er powered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom A "Mansion" for the Rat! Snug in seraphic Cupboards To nibble all the day, While unsuspecting Cycles Wheel solemnly away.
A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard - Till morning touching mountain - And Jacob, waxing strong, The Angel begged permission To Breakfast - to return -
Not so, said cunning Jacob! "I will not let thee go Except thou bless me" - Stranger! The which acceded to -
Light swung the silver fleeces "Peniel" Hills beyond, And the bewildered Gymnast Found he had worsted God!
Delayed till she had ceased to know - Delayed till in it's vest of snow Her loving bosom lay - An hour behind the fleeting breath - Later by just an hour than Death - Oh lagging Yesterday! Could she have guessed that it w'd be - Could but a crier of the joy Have climbed the distant hill - Had not the bliss so slow a pace Who knows but this surrendered face Were undefeated still?
Oh if there may departing be Any forgot by Victory In her imperial round - Show them this meek apparreled thing That could not stop to be a king - Doubtful if it be crowned.
Per venerare i semplici giorni che portano via le stagioni - bisogna solo ricordare che da te o da me, possono prendere quell'inezia detta mortalità! Per ammantare l'esistenza di un'aria solenne - bisogna solo ricordare che la ghianda là è l'uovo della foresta per l'aria più in alto!
If I should cease to bring a Rose Upon a festal day, Twill be because beyond the Rose I have been called away - If I should cease to take the names My buds commemorate - Twill be because Death's finger Clasps my murmuring lip.
If I should die - And you should live - And time sh'd gurgle on - And morn sh'd beam - And noon should burn - As it has usual done - If Birds should build as early And Bees as bustling go - One might depart at option From enterprise below! Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand When we with Daisies lie - That Commerce will continue - And Trades as briskly fly - It makes the parting tranquil And keeps the soul serene - That gentlemen so sprightly Conduct the pleasing scene.
Taken from men - this morning - Carried by men today - Met by the Gods with banners - Who marshalled her away - One little maid - from playmates - One little mind from school - There must be guests in Eden - All the rooms are full -
Far - as the East from Even - Dim - as the border star - Courtiers quaint, in Kingdoms Our departed are.
Whether my bark went down at sea - Whether she met with gales - Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails - By what mystic mooring She is held today - This is the errand of the eye Out upon the Bay.