#AmericanWriters
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
151 Mute thy Coronation— Meek my Vive le roi, Fold a tiny courtier In thine Ermine, Sir,
492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—
671 She dwelleth in the Ground— Where Daffodils—abide— Her Maker—Her Metropolis— The Universe—Her Maid—
‘Faithful to the end’ Amended From the Heavenly Clause - Constancy with a Proviso Constancy abhors - ‘Crowns of Life’ are servile Priz…
Come slowly, Eden Lips unused to thee. Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee,
391 A Visitor in Marl— Who influences Flowers— Till they are orderly as Busts— And Elegant—as Glass—
98 One dignity delays for all— One mitred Afternoon— None can avoid this purple— None evade this Crown!
Ended, ere it begun - The Title was scarcely told When the Preface perished from Co… The Story, unrevealed - Had it been mine, to print!
140 An altered look about the hills— A Tyrian light the village fills— A wider sunrise in the morn— A deeper twilight on the lawn—
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—
275 Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! Why, God, would be content With but a fraction of the Life— Poured thee, without a stint—
How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
Proud of my broken heart, since th… Proud of the pain, I did not feel… Proud of my night, since thou, wit… Not to partake thy passion, –my hu… Thou can’st not boast, like Jesus…
719 A South Wind—has a pathos Of individual Voice— As One detect on Landings An Emigrant’s address.