#AmericanWriters
158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?
815 The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury 'twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me
858 This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure dr… The Day must follow too.
A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart - Oh Shadow on the Grass
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time
445 ’Twas just this time, last year,… I know I heard the Corn, When I was carried by the Farms— It had the Tassels on—
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…
244 It is easy to work when the soul i… But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings… Makes work difficult—then—
A drop fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,
His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…
737 The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago— And now she turns Her perfect Fac… Upon the World below—
448 This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense
145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—