#AmericanWriters
76 Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, Past the houses—past the headlands… Into deep Eternity—
LXI EACH life converges to some cent… Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal,
I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower,
102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
201 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar— Until the morning sun— When One—turned smiling to the la… Oh God! the Other One!
635 I think the longest Hour of all Is when the Cars have come— And we are waiting for the Coach— It seems as though the Time
1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
A Coffin—is a small Domain, Yet able to contain A Citizen of Paradise In it diminished Plane. A Grave—is a restricted Breadth—
218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
369 She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away— Intending to return— But not so soon—
I bet with every Wind that blew Till Nature in chagrin Employed a Fact to visit me And scuttle my Balloon -
I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…
447 Could—I do more—for Thee— Wert Thou a Bumble Bee— Since for the Queen, have I— Nought but Bouquet?