#AmericanWriters
I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I,
825 An Hour is a Sea Between a few, and me— With them would Harbor be—
THE Brain—is wider than the sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will include With ease—and you—beside— The Brain is deeper than the sea—
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
781 To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—
189 It’s such a little thing to weep— So short a thing to sigh— And yet—by Trades—the size of the… We men and women die!
268 Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlast… A Smaller Purple grows— At sunset, or a lesser glow
XXXI I FOUND the phrase to every tho… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…
Two butterflies went out at noon And waltzed above a stream, Then stepped straight through the… And rested on a beam; And then together bore away
897 How fortunate the Grave— All Prizes to obtain— Successful certain, if at last, First Suitor not in vain.
A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa… Conscious—as old Napoleon,
898 How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom
823 Not that We did, shall be the tes… When Act and Will are done But what Our Lord infers We woul… Had We diviner been—
