#AmericanWriters
911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
DEAR March, come in! How glad I am! I looked for you before. Put down your hat— You must have walked—
753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…
193 I shall know why — when Time is o… And I have ceased to wonder why — Christ will explain each separate… In the fair schoolroom of the sky…
894 Of Consciousness, her awful Mate The Soul cannot be rid— As easy the secreting her Behind the Eyes of God.
Luck is not chance It’s Toil Fortune’s expensive smile Is earned The Father of the Mine
430 It would never be Common — more —… Difference — had begun — Many a bitterness — had been — But that old sort — was done —
342 It will be Summer—eventually. Ladies—with parasols— Sauntering Gentlemen—with Canes— And little Girls—with Dolls—
676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—
A Coffin—is a small Domain, Yet able to contain A Citizen of Paradise In it diminished Plane. A Grave—is a restricted Breadth—
CXXVIII I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm.
330 The Juggler’s Hat her Country is… The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty. Myself—a Millionaire In little Wealths, as Girls could… Till broad as Buenos Ayre— You drifted your Dominions—
603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East
I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…