#AmericanWriters
648 Promise This’—When You be Dying’… Some shall summon Me’— Mine belong Your latest Sighing’— Mine’—to Belt Your Eye’—
565 One Anguish’—in a Crowd’— A Minor thing’—it sounds’— And yet, unto the single Doe Attempted of the Hounds
THE Brain—is wider than the sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will include With ease—and you—beside— The Brain is deeper than the sea—
308 I send Two Sunsets— Day and I—in competition ran— I finished Two—and several Stars— While He—was making One—
121 As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread— As brooks in deserts babble sweet
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I
622 To know just how He suffered’—wou… To know if any Human eyes were ne… To whom He could entrust His wave… Until it settle broad’—on Paradis…
To flee from memory Had we the Wings Many would fly Inured to slower things Birds with surprise
This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond — Invisible, as Music — But positive, as Sound — It beckons, and it baffles —
Death leaves Us homesick, who beh… Except that it is gone Are ignorant of its Concern As if it were not born. Through all their former Places,…
Like trains of cars on tracks of p… I hear the level bee: A jar across the flowers goes, Their velvet masonry Withstands until the sweet assault
I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets,
The only ghost I ever saw Was dressed in mechlin,—so; He wore no sandal on his foot, And stepped like flakes of snow. His gait was soundless, like the b…
881 I’ve none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie— It just held Two, nor those it he…
STEP lightly on this narrow spot… The broadest land that grows Is not so ample as the breast These emerald seams enclose. Step lofty; for this name is told