#AmericanWriters
462 Why make it doubt — it hurts it so… So sick — to guess — So strong — to know — So brave — upon its little Bed
236 If He dissolve – then – there is… Eclipse – at Midnight – It was dark – before – Sunset – at Easter –
179 If I could bribe them by a Rose I’d bring them every flower that g… From Amherst to Cashmere! I would not stop for night, or sto…
228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in… Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old Horiz… Laying her spotted Face to die
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
648 Promise This—When You be Dying— Some shall summon Me— Mine belong Your latest Sighing— Mine—to Belt Your Eye—
The Sun kept setting—setting—stil… No Hue of Afternoon— Upon the Village I perceived From House to House ’twas Noon— The Dusk kept dropping—dropping—s…
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
XLI THE soul unto itself Is an imperial friend,— Or the most agonizing spy An enemy could send.
954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—
201 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar— Until the morning sun— When One—turned smiling to the la… Oh God! the Other One!
780 The Truth — is stirless — Other force — may be presumed to m… This — then — is best for confiden… When oldest Cedars swerve —
Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.
544 The Martyr Poets’—did not tell’— But wrought their Pang in syllabl… That when their mortal name be num… Their mortal fate’—encourage Some…
882 A Shade upon the mind there passe… As when on Noon A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses Remembering