#AmericanWriters
714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—
332 There are two Ripenings—one—of si… Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground—
656 The name—of it—is “Autumn”— The hue—of it—is Blood— An Artery—upon the Hill— A Vein—along the Road—
Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set.
XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.
64 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair… Some Vision of the World Cashmer… I confidently see! Or else a Peacock’s purple Train
137 Flowers—Well—if anybody Can the ecstasy define— Half a transport—half a trouble— With which flowers humble men:
126 To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe—
517 He parts Himself’—like Leaves’— And then’—He closes up’— Then stands upon the Bonnet Of Any Buttercup’—
Me prove it now —Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it —now — Make haste —the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity — The River reaches to my feet —
I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I,
Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few - love at all.
464 The power to be true to You, Until upon my face The Judgment push his Picture— Presumptuous of Your Place—
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—
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.