#AmericanWriters
207 Tho’ I get home how late’—how lat… So I get home - 'twill compensate… Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting me’—
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East
489 We pray—to Heaven— We prate—of Heaven— Relate—when Neighbors die— At what o’clock to heaven—they fle…
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
62 “Sown in dishonor”! Ah! Indeed! May this “dishonor” be? If I were half so fine myself
I had not minded—Walls— Were Universe—one Rock— And far I heard his silver Call The other side the Block— I’d tunnel—till my Groove
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
CXII I FELT a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it s… That sense was breaking through.
310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—
Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape - it is the Basket
253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake
257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—