#AmericanWriters
260 Read—Sweet—how others—strove— Till we—are stouter— What they—renounced— Till we—are less afraid—
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
If Nature smiles - the Mother mu… I’m sure, at many a whim Of Her eccentric Family - Is She so much to blame?
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!
497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?
614 In falling Timbers buried— There breathed a Man— Outside—the spades—were plying— The Lungs—within—
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—
713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—
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—
The Butterfly upon the Sky, That doesn’t know its Name And hasn’t any tax to pay And hasn’t any Home Is just as high as you and I,
172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!
I dreaded that first robin so, But he is mastered now, And I’m accustomed to him grown,— He hurts a little, though. I thought if I could only live
“Sic transit gloria mundi,” “How doth the busy bee,” “Dum vivimus vivamus,” I stay mine enemy! Oh “veni, vidi, vici!”
325 Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White— The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Ran… Of Victors—designate—