#AmericanWriters
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
100 A science—so the Savants say, “Comparative Anatomy”— By which a single bone— Is made a secret to unfold
LXIII Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair.
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.
244 It is easy to work when the soul i… But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings… Makes work difficult—then—
Her final summer was it, And yet we guessed it not; If tenderer industriousness Pervaded her, we thought A further force of life
331 While Asters— On the Hill— Their Everlasting fashions—set— And Covenant Gentians—Frill!
A still – Volcano – Life – That flickered in the night – When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight – A quiet – Earthquake Style –
918 Only a Shrine, but Mine— I made the Taper shine— Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may… Regard a Nun—
285 The Robin’s my Criterion for Tun… Because I grow—where Robins do— But, were I Cuckoo born— I’d swear by him—
843 I made slow Riches but my Gain Was steady as the Sun And every Night, it numbered more Than the preceding One
620 It makes no difference abroad— The Seasons—fit—the same— The Mornings blossom into Noons— And split their Pods of Flame—
858 This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure dr… The Day must follow too.
348 I dreaded that first Robin, so, But He is mastered, now, I’m accustomed to Him grown, He hurts a little, though—