#AmericanWriters
443 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl— Life’s little duties do—precisely— As the very least Were infinite—to me—
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading—treading—till it see… That Sense was breaking through— And when they all were seated,
759 He fought like those Who’ve nough… Bestowed Himself to Balls As One who for a further Life Had not a further Use—
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
82 Whose cheek is this? What rosy face Has lost a blush today? I found her—"pleiad"—in the woods
655 Without this—there is nought— All other Riches be As is the Twitter of a Bird— Heard opposite the Sea—
516 Beauty—be not caused—It Is— Chase it, and it ceases— Chase it not, and it abides— Overtake the Creases
A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men,— Of earl and midge The privilege.
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
A Pang is more conspicuous in Spr… In contrast with the things that s… Not Birds entirely– but Minds – Minute Effulgencies and Winds - When what they sung for is undone
902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—
762 The Whole of it came not at once— ’Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chan… The Bliss to cauterize—
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…