#AmericanWriters
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
LXII BEFORE I got my eye put out, I liked as well to see As other creatures that have eyes, And know no other way.
961 Wert Thou but ill—that I might sh… How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on… Nor the least signal, Me assure—
555 Trust in the Unexpected— By this—was William Kidd Persuaded of the Buried Gold— As One had testified—
182 If I shouldn’t be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.
LXXXVI A LADY red upon the hill Her annual secret keeps; A lady white within the field In placid lily sleeps!
183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—
171 Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it now!
72 Glowing is her Bonnet, Glowing is her Cheek, Glowing is her Kirtle, Yet she cannot speak.
929 How far is it to Heaven? As far as Death this way— Of River or of Ridge beyond Was no discovery.
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
882 A Shade upon the mind there passe… As when on Noon A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses Remembering
The Grass so little has to do ' A Sphere of simple Green ' With only Butterflies to brood And Bees to entertain ' And stir all day to pretty Tunes
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation