#AmericanWriters
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
395 Reverse cannot befall That fine Prosperity Whose Sources are interior— As soon—Adversity
Tell as a Marksman - were forgot… Tell - this Day endures Ruddy as that coeval Apple The Tradition bears - Fresh as Mankind that humble stor…
I am afraid to own a Body - I am afraid to own a Soul - Profound– precarious Property – Possession, not optional - Double Estate - entailed at plea…
412 I read my sentence—steadily— Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause—
LIX I TOOK my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!
Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set.
I cannot live with You— It would be Life— And Life is over there— Behind the Shelf The Sexton keeps the Key to—
No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us
To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—
90 Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered thro’ the village—
755 No Bobolink—reverse His Singing When the only Tree Ever He minded occupying By the Farmer be—
