#AmericanWriters
‘Faithful to the end’ Amended From the Heavenly Clause - Constancy with a Proviso Constancy abhors - ‘Crowns of Life’ are servile Priz…
624 Forever—it composed of Nows— ’Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home—
960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth
“Houses”'—so the Wise Men tell me… Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
636 The Way I read a Letter’s—this— ’Tis first—I lock the Door— And push it with my fingers—next— For transport it be sure—
193 I shall know why — when Time is o… And I have ceased to wonder why — Christ will explain each separate… In the fair schoolroom of the sky…
423 The Months have ends—the Years—a… No Power can untie To stretch a little further A Skein of Misery—
Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions…
855 To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain
521 Endow the Living—with the Tears— You squander on the Dead, And They were Men and Women—now, Around Your Fireside—
471 A Night—there lay the Days betwee… The Day that was Before— And Day that was Behind—were one— And now—'twas Night—was here—
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—