#AmericanWriters
By homely gift and hindered Words The human heart is told Of Nothing - ‘Nothing’ is the force That renovates the World -
980 Purple—is fashionable twice— This season of the year, And when a soul perceives itself To be an Emperor.
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
476 I meant to have but modest needs— Such as Content—and Heaven— Within my income—these could lie And Life and I—keep even—
Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue… The letting go A Presence—for an Expectation— Not now— The putting out of Eyes—
906 The Admirations’—and Contempts’—o… Show justest’—through an Open Tom… The Dying’—as it were a Height Reorganizes Estimate
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
468 The Manner of its Death When Certain it must die— ’Tis deemed a privilege to choose— ’Twas Major Andre’s Way—
Part One: Life XXXV I CAN wade grief, Whole pools of it,— I ’m used to that.
12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.
774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect
487 You love the Lord’—you cannot see… You write Him’—every day’— A little note’—when you awake’— And further in the Day.
226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—
After a hundred years Nobody knows the place,— Agony, that enacted there, Motionless as peace. Weeds triumphant ranged,