#AmericanWriters
All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -
440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—
The only ghost I ever saw Was dressed in mechlin,—so; He wore no sandal on his foot, And stepped like flakes of snow. His gait was soundless, like the b…
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—
456 So well that I can live without— I love thee—then How well is that… As well as Jesus? Prove it me
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
204 I’ll tell you how the Sun rose— A Ribbon at a time— The Steeples swam in Amethyst— The news, like Squirrels, ran—
133 As Children bid the Guest “Good… And then reluctant turn— My flowers raise their pretty lips… Then put their nightgowns on.
How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure
The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…
884 As Everywhere of Silver With Ropes of Sand To keep it from effacing The Track called Land.
841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.
The reticent volcano keeps His never slumbering plan - Confided are his projects pink To no precarious man. If nature will not tell the tale
146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—
THE Brain—is wider than the sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will include With ease—and you—beside— The Brain is deeper than the sea—