#AmericanWriters
Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue… The letting go A Presence—for an Expectation— Not now— The putting out of Eyes—
434 To love thee Year by Year— May less appear Than sacrifice, and cease— However, dear,
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…
713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
I started Early– Took my Dog – And visited the Sea - The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me - And Frigates - in the Upper Floo…
731 “I want”—it pleaded—All its life— I want—was chief it said When Skill entreated it—the last— And when so newly dead—
38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!
50 I haven’t told my garden yet— Lest that should conquer me. I haven’t quite the strength now To break it to the Bee—
“Arcturus” is his other name’— I’d rather call him “Star.” It’s very mean of Science To go and interfere! I slew a worm the other day’—
58 Delayed till she had ceased to kno… Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay— An hour behind the fleeting breath…
226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—
56 If I should cease to bring a Rose Upon a festal day, ‘Twill be because beyond the Rose I have been called away—
XXXIV WHO never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind.
114 Good night, because we must, How intricate the dust! I would go, to know! Oh incognito!
