#AmericanWriters
963 A nearness to Tremendousness— An Agony procures— Affliction ranges Boundlessness— Vicinity to Laws
I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me. And frigates in the upper floor
XL I NEVER lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod; Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being’s road, Eternity by term. Our pace took sudden awe,
XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.
595 Like Mighty Foot Lights’—burned… At Bases of the Trees’— The far Theatricals of Day Exhibiting’—to These’—
83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune—
373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,
208 The Rose did caper on her cheek— Her Bodice rose and fell— Her pretty speech—like drunken men… Did stagger pitiful—
828 The Robin is the One That interrupt the Morn With hurried—few—express Reports When March is scarcely on—
804 No Notice gave She, but a Change… No Message, but a Sigh— For Whom, the Time did not suffic… That She should specify.
597 It always felt to me—a wrong To that Old Moses—done— To let him see—the Canaan— Without the entering—
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
540 I took my Power in my Hand— And went against the World— ’Twas not so much as David—had— But I—was twice as bold—