#AmericanWriters
931 Noon—is the Hinge of Day— Evening—the Tissue Door— Morning—the East compelling the s… Till all the World is ajar—
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
CXXVIII I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm.
37 Before the ice is in the pools— Before the skaters go, Or any check at nightfall Is tarnished by the snow—
9 Through lane it lay—through brambl… Through clearing and through wood— Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road.
718 I meant to find Her when I came— Death—had the same design— But the Success—was His—it seems— And the Surrender—Mine—
569 I reckon—when I count at all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—
VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…
707 The Grace—Myself—might not obtain… Confer upon My flower— Refracted but a Countenance— For I—inhabit Her—
Whole Gulfs– of Red, and Fleets… And Crews– of solid Blood – Did place upon the West– Tonight… As ’twere specific Ground - And They– appointed Creatures –
404 How many Flowers fail in Wood— Or perish from the Hill— Without the privilege to know That they are Beautiful—
1035 Bee! I’m expecting you! Was saying Yesterday To Somebody you know That you were due—
A clock stopped—not the mantel’s Geneva’s farthest skill Can’t put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still. An awe came on the trinket!
788 Joy to have merited the Pain— To merit the Release— Joy to have perished every step— To Compass Paradise—
523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—