#AmericanWriters
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
Not with a club, the Heart is bro… Nor with a stone; A whip, so small you could not see… I’ve known To lash the magic creature
172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!
Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—
In snow thou comest - Thou shalt go with the resuming gr… The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee’s advancing sound. In fear thou comest -
340 Is Bliss then, such Abyss, I must not put my foot amiss For fear I spoil my shoe? I’d rather suit my foot
7 The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go— The Crocus—til she rises The Vassal of the snow—
164 Mama never forgets her birds, Though in another tree— She looks down just as often And just as tenderly
635 I think the longest Hour of all Is when the Cars have come— And we are waiting for the Coach— It seems as though the Time
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
477 No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed—
They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,
Tell all the Truth but tell it sl… Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth’s superb surprise As Lightning to the Children ease…
15 The Guest is gold and crimson— An Opal guest and gray— Of Ermine is his doublet— His Capuchin gay—