#AmericanWriters
728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale—
323 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand—
504 You know that Portrait in the Moo… So tell me who ’tis like— The very Brow—the stooping eyes— A fog for—Say—Whose Sake?
971 Robbed by Death—but that was easy… To the failing Eye I could hold the latest Glowing— Robbed by Liberty
160 Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with E… When breath blew back,
Why – do they shut Me out of Heav… Did I sing – too loud? But – I can say a little “minor” Timid as a Bird! Wouldn’t the Angels try me –
327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—
LVIII PORTRAITS are to daily faces As an evening west To a fine, pedantic sunshine In a satin vest.
XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.
How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure
132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
622 To know just how He suffered—woul… To know if any Human eyes were ne… To whom He could entrust His wave… Until it settle broad—on Paradise…
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
LXVII If I should die, And you should live, And time should gurgle on, And morn should beam,
516 Beauty—be not caused—It Is— Chase it, and it ceases— Chase it not, and it abides— Overtake the Creases