#AmericanWriters
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine
672 The Future—never spoke— Nor will He—like the Dumb— Reveal by sign—a syllable Of His Profound To Come—
XXXVIII THROUGH the straight pass of su… The martyrs even trod, Their feet upon temptation, Their faces upon God.
550 I cross till I am weary A Mountain—in my mind— More Mountains—then a Sea— More Seas—And then
421 A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld— The Lady dare not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled—
237 I think just how my shape will ris… When I shall be “forgiven”— Till Hair—and Eyes—and timid Hea… Are out of sight—in Heaven—
There’s been a death in the opposi… As lately as to-day. I know it by the numb look Such houses have alway. The neighbors rustle in and out,
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base
201 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar— Until the morning sun— When One—turned smiling to the la… Oh God! the Other One!
770 I lived on Dread— To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger—Other impetus
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died