#AmericanWriters
283 A Mien to move a Queen— Half Child—Half Heroine— An Orleans in the Eye That puts its manner by
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
184 A transport one cannot contain May yet a transport be— Though God forbid it lift the lid… Unto its Ecstasy!
702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
662 Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud
A little Snow was here and there Disseminated in her Hair - Since she and I had met and playe… Decade had gathered to Decade - But Time had added not obtained
997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
The Face we choose to miss - Be it but for a Day As absent as a Hundred Years, When it has rode away.
147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!
138 Pigmy seraphs’—gone astray’— Velvet people from Vevay’— Balles from some lost summer day’— Bees exclusive Coterie’—
780 The Truth — is stirless — Other force — may be presumed to m… This — then — is best for confiden… When oldest Cedars swerve —
9 Through lane it lay—through brambl… Through clearing and through wood— Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road.
903 I hide myself within my flower, That fading from your Vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me— Almost a loneliness.