#AmericanWriters
608 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? Not Death—for who is He? The Porter of my Father’s Lodge As much abasheth me!
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
There is another Loneliness That many die without - Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But nature, sometimes, sometimes t…
781 To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—
260 Read—Sweet—how others—strove— Till we—are stouter— What they—renounced— Till we—are less afraid—
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
My Garden’—like the Beach’— Denotes there be’—a Sea’— That’s Summer’— Such as These’—the Pearls She fetches’—such as Me
A Route of Evanescence With a revolving Wheel— A Resonance of Emerald— A Rush of Cochineal— And every Blossom on the Bush
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
XIV SOME things that fly there be,— Birds, hours, the bumble-bee: Of these no elegy. Some things that stay there be,—
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers— Untouched by Morning— and untouched by noon— Sleep the meek members of the Res… Rafter of Satin and Roof of Ston…
They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,
LXII BEFORE I got my eye put out, I liked as well to see As other creatures that have eyes, And know no other way.
963 A nearness to Tremendousness— An Agony procures— Affliction ranges Boundlessness— Vicinity to Laws
437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech