#AmericanWriters
519 ’Twas warm—at first—like Us— Until there crept upon A Chill—like frost upon a Glass— Till all the scene—be gone.
309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—
896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
XXXI I FOUND the phrase to every tho… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun
334 All the letters I can write Are not fair as this— Syllables of Velvet— Sentences of Plush,
113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—
Drowning is not so pitiful As the attempt to rise. Three times, 't is said, a sinking… Comes up to face the skies, And then declines forever
A clock stopped—not the mantel’s Geneva’s farthest skill Can’t put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still. An awe came on the trinket!
78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—
923 How the Waters closed above Him We shall never know— How He stretched His Anguish to… That—is covered too—
179 If I could bribe them by a Rose I’d bring them every flower that g… From Amherst to Cashmere! I would not stop for night, or sto…
633 When Bells stop ringing—Church—be… The Positive—of Bells— When Cogs—stop—that's Circumferen… The Ultimate—of Wheels.
He fumbles at your spirit As players at the keys Before they drop full music on; He stuns you by degrees, Prepares your brittle substance
97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.