#AmericanWriters
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
So much of Heaven has gone from E… That there must be a Heaven If only to enclose the Saints To Affidavit given. The Missionary to the Mole
600 It troubled me as once I was— For I was once a Child— Concluding how an Atom—fell— And yet the Heavens—held—
984 ’Tis Anguish grander than Delight ’Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again.
If all the griefs I am to have Would only come today, I am so happy I believe They’d laugh and run away. If all the joys I am to have
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,
26 It’s all I have to bring today— This, and my heart beside— This, and my heart, and all the fi… And all the meadows wide—
Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
181 I lost a World - the other day! Has Anybody found? You’ll know it by the Row of Star… Around its forehead bound.
638 To my small Hearth His fire came— And all my House aglow Did fan and rock, with sudden ligh… ’Twas Sunrise—'twas the Sky—
To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—