#AmericanWriters
I counted till they danced so Their slippers leaped the town, And then I took a pencil To note the rebels down. And then they grew so jolly
769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—
XLVII HEART, we will forget him! You and I, to—night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
In snow thou comest - Thou shalt go with the resuming gr… The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee’s advancing sound. In fear thou comest -
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—
The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more. Unmoved, she notes the chariot’s p…
228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in… Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old Horiz… Laying her spotted Face to die
That only lasts an hour How much '— how little '— is Within our power
All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -
316 The Wind didn’t come from the Orc… Further than that— Nor stop to play with the Hay— Nor joggle a Hat—
487 You love the Lord’—you cannot see… You write Him’—every day’— A little note’—when you awake’— And further in the Day.
945 This is a Blossom of the Brain— A small—italic Seed Lodged by Design or Happening The Spirit fructified—
87 A darting fear—a pomp—a tear— A waking on a morn To find that what one waked for, Inhales the different dawn.
Silence is all we dread. There’s Ransom in a Voice - But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face.
97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.