For largest Woman's Hearth I knew

For largest Woman's Hearth I knew --
'Tis little I can do --
And yet the largest Woman's Heart
Could hold an Arrow -- too --
And so, instructed by my own,
I tenderer, turn Me to.

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American poet known for her unconventional use of form and syntax. Most of her work was published posthumously.

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