#AmericanWriters
493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— Since I was wed—to Him— A modesty befits the soul That bears another’s—name—
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
MINE by the right of the white e… Mine by the royal seal! Mine by the sign in the scarlet pr… Bars cannot conceal! Mine, here in vision and in veto!
168 If the foolish, call them “flowers… Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants “Classify” them It is just as well!
I had not minded—Walls— Were Universe—one Rock— And far I heard his silver Call The other side the Block— I’d tunnel—till my Groove
674 The Soul that hath a Guest Doth seldom go abroad— Diviner Crowd at Home— Obliterate the need—
430 It would never be Common — more —… Difference — had begun — Many a bitterness — had been — But that old sort — was done —
‘They have not chosen me,’ he said… ‘But I have chosen them!’ Brave’—Broken hearted statement’— Uttered in Bethlehem! I could not have told it,
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
21 We lose’—because we win’— Gamblers’—recollecting which Toss their dice again!
31 Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole—are done!
The Work of Her that went, The Toil of Fellows done - In Ovens green our Mother bakes, By Fires of the Sun.
111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—
204 I’ll tell you how the Sun rose— A Ribbon at a time— The Steeples swam in Amethyst— The news, like Squirrels, ran—
474 They put Us far apart— As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula— We signified “These see”—