#AmericanWriters
223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—
265 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss… On Seas of Daffodil— Fantastic Sailors—mingle— And then—the Wharf is still!
848 Just as He spoke it from his Hand… This Edifice remain— A Turret more, a Turret less Dishonor his Design—
433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how
678 Wolfe demanded during dying “Which obtain the Day”? “General, the British”—"Easy” Answered Wolfe “to die”
If you were coming in the fall, I’d brush the summer by With half a smile and half a spum, As housewives do a fly. If I could see you in a year,
111 The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially—
932 My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word— The Stars that stated come to Tow… Esteemed Me never rude
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
351 I felt my life with both my hands To see if it was there— I held my spirit to the Glass, To prove it possibler—
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…
411 The Color of the Grave is Green— The Outer Grave—I mean— You would not know it from the Fi… Except it own a Stone—