#AmericanWriters
803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—
240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you—
799 Despair’s advantage is achieved By suffering—Despair— To be assisted of Reverse One must Reverse have bore—
355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—
972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—
170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!
631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—
Too cold is this To warm with Sun - Too stiff to bended be, To joint this Agate were a work - Outstaring Masonry -
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
575 “Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn,
1100 The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
729 Alter! When the Hills do— Falter! When the Sun Question if His Glory Be the Perfect One—
580 I gave myself to Him— And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way—
XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,