#AmericanWriters
638 To my small Hearth His fire came— And all my House aglow Did fan and rock, with sudden ligh… ’Twas Sunrise—'twas the Sky—
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
705 Suspense—is Hostiler than Death— Death—tho’soever Broad, Is just Death, and cannot increas… Suspense—does not conclude –
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
The Hills in Purple syllables The Day’s Adventures tell To little Groups of Continents Just going Home from School.
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—
51 I often passed the village When going home from school— And wondered what they did there— And why it was so still—
461 A Wife—at daybreak I shall be— Sunrise—Hast thou a Flag for me? At Midnight, I am but a Maid, How short it takes to make a Brid…
Growth of Man—like Growth of Nat… Gravitates within— Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it— Bit it stir—alone— Each—its difficult Ideal
XXXVI I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.
950 The Sunset stopped on Cottages Where Sunset hence must be For treason not of His, but Life’… Gone Westerly, Today—
836 Truth — is as old as God — His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity —
476 I meant to have but modest needs— Such as Content—and Heaven— Within my income—these could lie And Life and I—keep even—
528 Mine—by the Right of the White E… Mine—by the Royal Seal! Mine—by the sign in the Scarlet p… Bars—cannot conceal!