#AmericanWriters
594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—
244 It is easy to work when the soul i… But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings… Makes work difficult—then—
593 I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl— I read that Foreign Lady— The Dark—felt beautiful—
50 I haven’t told my garden yet— Lest that should conquer me. I haven’t quite the strength now To break it to the Bee—
16 I would distil a cup, And bear to all my friends, Drinking to her no more astir, By beck, or burn, or moor!
Nature rarer uses yellow Than another hue; Saves she all of that for sunsets,… Prodigal of blue, Spending scarlet like a woman,
A drop fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,
LXIII Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair.
XXX WE play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool.
IF I can stop one heart from brea… I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching… Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin
847 Finite’—to fail, but infinite to… For the one ship that struts the s… Many’s the gallant’—overwhelmed C… Nodding in Navies nevermore’—
For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ectasty. For each beloved hour
256 If I’m lost—now That I was found— Shall still my transport be— That once—on me—those Jasper Gate…
636 The Way I read a Letter’s—this— ’Tis first—I lock the Door— And push it with my fingers—next— For transport it be sure—
612 It would have starved a Gnat— To live so small as I— And yet I was a living Child— With Food’s necessity