#AmericanWriters
He preached upon ‘Breadth’ till i… The Broad are too broad to define And of ‘Truth’ until it proclaime… The Truth never flaunted a Sign— Simplicity fled from his counterfe…
271 A solemn thing—it was—I said— A woman—white—to be— And wear—if God should count me f… Her blameless mystery—
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…
XXVI THE brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ’T were easier for you
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
1670 In Winter in my Room I came upon a Worm— Pink, lank and warm— But as he was a worm
III SOUL, wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost, indeed, But tens have won an all.
718 I meant to find Her when I came— Death—had the same design— But the Success—was His—it seems— And the Surrender—Mine—
235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die!
There cam a Wind like a Bugle - It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doo…
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
385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—
She sweeps with many-colored broom… And leaves the shreds behind; Oh, housewife in the evening west, Come back, and dust the pond! You dropped a purple ravelling in,
631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—