#AmericanWriters
509 If anybody’s friend be dead It’s sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive… At such and such a time—
662 Embarrassment of one another And God Is Revelation’s limit, Aloud
I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet now I know how the heather lo… And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God,
268 Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlast… A Smaller Purple grows— At sunset, or a lesser glow
831 Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend— Than thine old Arrow is a Shot
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
438 Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt?
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
968 Fitter to see Him, I may be For the long Hindrance—Grace—to… With Summers, and with Winters, g… Some passing Year—A trait bestow
151 Mute thy Coronation— Meek my Vive le roi, Fold a tiny courtier In thine Ermine, Sir,
447 Could—I do more—for Thee— Wert Thou a Bumble Bee— Since for the Queen, have I— Nought but Bouquet?
828 The Robin is the One That interrupt the Morn With hurried—few—express Reports When March is scarcely on—
UP with the sun, the breeze arose… Across the talking corn she goes, And smooth she rustles far and wid… Through all the voiceful countrysi… Through all the land her tale she…
992 The Dust behind I strove to join Unto the Disk before— But Sequence ravelled out of Soun… Like Balls upon a Floor—
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—