#AmericanWriters
Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered - Safer not to know - Miseries of conjecture
796 Who Giants know, with lesser Men Are incomplete, and shy— For Greatness, that is ill at eas… In minor Company—
64 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair… Some Vision of the World Cashmer… I confidently see! Or else a Peacock’s purple Train
368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…
FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat
746 Never for Society He shall seek in vain— Who His own acquaintance Cultivate—Of Men
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
990 Not all die early, dying young— Maturity of Fate Is consummated equally In Ages, or a Night—
237 I think just how my shape will ris… When I shall be “forgiven”— Till Hair—and Eyes—and timid Hea… Are out of sight—in Heaven—
315 He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on— He stuns you by degrees—
591 To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere— And even when the Snow
972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—
448 This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense
I see thee better—in the Dark— I do not need a Light— The Love of Thee—a Prism be— Excelling Violet— I see thee better for the Years