#AmericanWriters
326 I cannot dance upon my Toes’— No Man instructed me’— But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth me,
97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King, But God be with the Clown - Who ponders this tremendous scene… This whole Experiment of Green -
His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep That makes no show for dawn By strech of limb or stir of lid,— An independent one. Was ever idleness like this?
She could not live upon the Past The Present did not know her And so she sought this sweet at la… And nature gently owned her The mother that has not a knell
134 Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower… But I could never sell— If you would like to borrow, Until the Daffodil
662 Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud
XLVIII THOUGH I get home how late, how… So I get home, ’t will compensate… Better will be the ecstasy That they have done expecting me,
Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it ma…
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
230 We—Bee and I—live by the quaffing… ’Tisn’t all Hock—with us— Life has its Ale— But it’s many a lay of the Dim Bu…
This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
I never hear the word 'escape’ Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude. I never hear of prisons broad