#AmericanWriters
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
382 For Death—or rather For the Things 'twould buy— This—put away Life’s Opportunity—
342 It will be Summer—eventually. Ladies—with parasols— Sauntering Gentlemen—with Canes— And little Girls—with Dolls—
407 If What we could—were what we wou… Criterion—be small— It is the Ultimate of Talk— The Impotence to Tell—
Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar
A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,
His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…
941 The Lady feeds Her little Bird At rarer intervals— The little Bird would not dissent But meekly recognize
129 Cocoon above! Cocoon below! Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you so What all the world suspect? An hour, and gay on every tree
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,
121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet
443 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl— Life’s little duties do—precisely— As the very least Were infinite—to me—
854 Banish Air from Air— Divide Light if you dare— They’ll meet While Cubes in a Drop
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished