#AmericanWriters
XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,
631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—
342 It will be Summer—eventually. Ladies—with parasols— Sauntering Gentlemen—with Canes— And little Girls—with Dolls—
How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure
124 In lands I never saw—they say Immortal Alps look down— Whose Bonnets touch the firmament… Whose Sandals touch the town—
Some Days retired from the rest In soft distinction lie The Day that a Companion came Or was obliged to die
97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.
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…
33 If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot.
947 Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? “A Soul has gone to Heaven” I’m answered in a lonesome tone— Is Heaven then a Prison?
455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
Our lives are Swiss— So still—so Cool— Till some odd afternoon The Alps neglect their Curtains And we look farther on!
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.