#AmericanWriters
758 These’—saw Visions’— Latch them softly’— These’—held Dimples’— Smooth them slow’—
81 We should not mind so small a flow… Except it quiet bring Our little garden that we lost Back to the Lawn again.
88 As by the dead we love to sit, Become so wondrous dear— As for the lost we grapple Tho’ all the rest are here—
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory! From marshallings as simple
371 A precious’—mouldering pleasure’—'… To meet an Antique Book’— In just the Dress his Century wor… A privilege’—I think’—
135 Water, is taught by thirst. Land—by the Oceans passed. Transport—by throe— Peace—by its battles told—
LXI A LITTLE road not made of man, Enabled of the eye, Accessible to thill of bee, Or cart of butterfly.
516 Beauty—be not caused—It Is— Chase it, and it ceases— Chase it not, and it abides— Overtake the Creases
209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!
434 To love thee Year by Year— May less appear Than sacrifice, and cease— However, dear,
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
“Speech”'—is a prank of Parliamen… “Tears”'—is a trick of the nerve’— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn’t’—always’—move’—