#AmericanWriters
SUCCESS is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host
354 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly As Lady from her Door Emerged—a Summer Afternoon— Repairing Everywhere—
853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West
222 When Katie walks, this simple pai… When Katie runs unwearied they fo… When Katie kneels, their loving h… Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, wit…
526 To hear an Oriole sing May be a common thing— Or only a divine. It is not of the Bird
369 She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away— Intending to return— But not so soon—
720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
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—
XXXI I FOUND the phrase to every tho… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun
Death is like the insect Menacing the tree, Competent to kill it, But decoyed may be. Bait it with the balsam,
28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—
241 I like a look of Agony, Because I know it’s true— Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate, a Throe—
I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—
346 Not probable—The barest Chance— A smile too few—a word too much And far from Heaven as the Rest— The Soul so close on Paradise—
A chilly Peace infests the Grass The Sun respectful lies - Not any Trance of industry These shadows scrutinize - Whose Allies go no more astray