#AmericanWriters
381 A Secret told— Ceases to be a Secret—then— A Secret—kept— That—can appal but One—
711 Strong Draughts of Their Refresh… To drink—enables Mine Through Desert or the Wilderness As bore it Sealed Wine—
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.
THE BAT is dun with wrinkled wi… Like fallow article, And not a song pervades his lips, Or none perceptible. His small umbrella, quaintly halve…
723 It tossed—and tossed— A little Brig I knew—o’ertook by… It spun—and spun— And groped delirious, for Morn—
387 The sweetest Heresy received That Man and Woman know— Each Other’s Convert— Though the Faith accommodate but…
It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,
954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—
439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—
We play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,
768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good—
997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.
A great Hope fell You heard no noise The Ruin was within Oh cunning wreck that told no tale And let no Witness in
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
197 Morning—is the place for Dew— Corn—is made at Noon— After dinner light—for flowers— Dukes—for Setting Sun!