#AmericanWriters
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time
55 By Chivalries as tiny, A Blossom, or a Book, The seeds of smiles are planted— Which blossom in the dark.
190 He was weak, and I was strong—the… So He let me lead him in— I was weak, and He was strong the… So I let him lead me—Home.
I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet now I know how the heather lo… And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God,
347 When Night is almost done— And Sunrise grows so near That we can touch the Spaces— It’s time to smooth the Hair—
157 Musicians wrestle everywhere— All day—among the crowded air I hear the silver strife— And—walking—long before the morn—
A drop fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,
LXXXIX A WORD is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just
37 Before the ice is in the pools— Before the skaters go, Or any check at nightfall Is tarnished by the snow—
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—
Of Brussels—it was not— Of Kidderminster? Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods… They—sold it unto me It was a gentle price—
741 Drama’s Vitallest Expression is t… That arise and set about Us— Other Tragedy Perish in the Recitation—
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,