#AmericanWriters
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—
Luck is not chance It’s Toil Fortune’s expensive smile Is earned The Father of the Mine
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—
238 Kill your Balm’—and its Odors ble… Bare your Jessamine’—to the storm… And she will fling her maddest per… Haply’—your Summer night to Charm…
655 Without this—there is nought— All other Riches be As is the Twitter of a Bird— Heard opposite the Sea—
Pain—has an Element of Blank— It cannot recollect When it begun—or if there were A time when it was not— It has no Future—but itself—
118 My friend attacks my friend! Oh Battle picturesque! Then I turn Soldier too, And he turns Satirist!
167 To learn the Transport by the Pai… As Blind Men learn the sun! To die of thirst—suspecting That Brooks in Meadows run!
I never saw a moor; I never saw the sea, Yet know I how the heather looks And what a billow be. I never spoke with God,
130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…
983 Ideals are the Fairly Oil With which we help the Wheel But when the Vital Axle turns The Eye rejects the Oil.
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
256 If I’m lost—now That I was found— Shall still my transport be— That once—on me—those Jasper Gate…