#AmericanWriters
516 Beauty—be not caused—It Is— Chase it, and it ceases— Chase it not, and it abides— Overtake the Creases
423 The Months have ends—the Years—a… No Power can untie To stretch a little further A Skein of Misery—
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!
She sweeps with many-colored broom… And leaves the shreds behind; Oh, housewife in the evening west, Come back, and dust the pond! You dropped a purple ravelling in,
227 Teach Him’—When He makes the nam… Such an one’—to say’— On his babbling’—Berry’—lips’— As should sound’—to me’—
Tie the strings to my life, my Lo… Then I am ready to go! Just a look at the horses— Rapid! That will do! Put me in on the firmest side,
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—
830 To this World she returned. But with a tinge of that— A Compound manner, As a Sod
17 Baffled for just a day or two— Embarrassed—not afraid— Encounter in my garden An unexpected Maid.
514 Her smile was shaped like other sm… The Dimples ran along— And still it hurt you, as some Bi… Did hoist herself, to sing,
624 Forever—it composed of Nows— ’Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home—
394 ’Twas Love’—not me’— Oh punish’—pray’— The Real one died for Thee’— Just Him’—not me’—
840 I cannot buy it—’tis not sold— There is no other in the World— Mine was the only one I was so happy I forgot
550 I cross till I am weary A Mountain—in my mind— More Mountains—then a Sea— More Seas—And then
A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.