#AmericanWriters
61 Papa above! Regard a Mouse O’erpowered by the Cat! Reserve within thy kingdom
The inundation of the Spring Enlarges every soul - It sweeps the tenement away But leaves the Water whole - In which the soul at first estrang…
553 One Crucifixion is recorded’—only… How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics’— Or History’—
430 It would never be Common — more —… Difference — had begun — Many a bitterness — had been — But that old sort — was done —
910 Experience is the Angled Road Preferred against the Mind By—Paradox—the Mind itself— Presuming it to lead
175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—
682 'Twould ease — a Butterfly — Elate — a Bee — Thou'rt neither — Neither — thy capacity —
366 Although I put away his life— An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear… This might have been the Hand
98 One dignity delays for all— One mitred Afternoon— None can avoid this purple— None evade this Crown!
442 God made a little Gentian— It tried—to be a Rose— And failed—and all the Summer lau… But just before the Snows
XXVI THE brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ’T were easier for you
157 Musicians wrestle everywhere— All day—among the crowded air I hear the silver strife— And—walking—long before the morn—
734 If He were living—dare I ask— And how if He be dead— And so around the Words I went— Of meeting them—afraid—
760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—