#AmericanWriters
497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?
952 A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a… In dormant nature—lain—
770 I lived on Dread— To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger—Other impetus
475 Doom is the House without the Doo… ’Tis entered from the Sun— And then the Ladder’s thrown away… Because Escape—is done—
To my quick ear the leaves conferr… The bushes they were bells; I could not find a privacy From Nature’s sentinels. In cave if I presumed to hide,
728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale—
107 ’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
638 To my small Hearth His fire came— And all my House aglow Did fan and rock, with sudden ligh… ’Twas Sunrise—'twas the Sky—
301 I reason, Earth is short— And Anguish—absolute— And many hurt, But, what of that?
246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—
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’—
87 A darting fear—a pomp—a tear— A waking on a morn To find that what one waked for, Inhales the different dawn.
XL I NEVER lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod; Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
XVIII READ, sweet, how others strove, Till we are stouter; What they renounced, Till we are less afraid;