#AmericanWriters
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
947 Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? “A Soul has gone to Heaven” I’m answered in a lonesome tone— Is Heaven then a Prison?
430 It would never be Common — more —… Difference — had begun — Many a bitterness — had been — But that old sort — was done —
129 Cocoon above! Cocoon below! Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you so What all the world suspect? An hour, and gay on every tree
246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—
Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions…
LXI EACH life converges to some cent… Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal,
Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
271 A solemn thing—it was—I said— A woman—white—to be— And wear—if God should count me f… Her blameless mystery—
XXXIII DARE you see a soul at the white… Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire’s common tint; But when the vivid ore
626 Only God—detect the Sorrow— Only God— The Jehovahs—are no Babblers— Unto God—
LXXIX I YEARS had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before
To see her is a Picture— To hear her is a Tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To know her not—Affliction—
762 The Whole of it came not at once— ’Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chan… The Bliss to cauterize—