#AmericanWriters
957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—
Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered - Safer not to know - Miseries of conjecture
A Pang is more conspicuous in Spr… In contrast with the things that s… Not Birds entirely– but Minds – Minute Effulgencies and Winds - When what they sung for is undone
A PRECIOUS, mouldering pleasur… To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore… A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take,
800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—
82 Whose cheek is this? What rosy face Has lost a blush today? I found her—"pleiad"—in the woods
XXXIV WHO never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind.
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
376 Of Course—I prayed— And did God Care? He cared as much as on the Air A Bird—had stamped her foot—
192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
681 Soil of Flint, if steady tilled— Will refund by Hand— Seed of Palm, by Libyan Sun Fructified in Sand—
224 I've nothing else—to bring, You k… So I keep bringing These— Just as the Night keeps fetching… To our familiar eyes—
I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet now I know how the heather lo… And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God,
199 I’m “wife”'—I’ve finished that’— That other state’— I’m Czar’—I’m “Woman” now’— It’s safer so’—