#AmericanWriters
439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—
400 A Tongue’—to tell Him I am true! Its fee’—to be of Gold’— Had Nature’—in Her monstrous Hou… A single Ragged Child’—
The words the happy say Are paltry melody But those the silent feel Are beautiful—
616 I rose—because He sank— I thought it would be opposite— But when his power dropped— My Soul grew straight.
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
181 I lost a World - the other day! Has Anybody found? You’ll know it by the Row of Star… Around its forehead bound.
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
413 I never felt at Home–Below– And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home–I know– I don’t like Paradise–
872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased
217 Savior! I’ve no one else to tell— And so I trouble thee. I am the one forgot thee so— Dost thou remember me?
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
711 Strong Draughts of Their Refresh… To drink—enables Mine Through Desert or the Wilderness As bore it Sealed Wine—
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
152 The Sun kept stooping—stooping—lo… The Hills to meet him rose! On his side, what Transaction! On their side, what Repose!
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.