#AmericanWriters
355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—
871 The Sun and Moon must make their… The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned—
Glory is that bright tragic thing That for an instant Means Dominion - Warms some poor name That never felt the Sun,
678 Wolfe demanded during dying “Which obtain the Day”? “General, the British”—"Easy” Answered Wolfe “to die”
238 Kill your Balm’—and its Odors ble… Bare your Jessamine’—to the storm… And she will fling her maddest per… Haply’—your Summer night to Charm…
929 How far is it to Heaven? As far as Death this way— Of River or of Ridge beyond Was no discovery.
Growth of Man—like Growth of Nat… Gravitates within— Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it— Bit it stir—alone— Each—its difficult Ideal
Love—is that later Thing than Dea… More previous—than Life— Confirms it at its entrance—And Usurps it—of itself— Tastes Death—the first—to hand th…
987 The Leaves like Women interchange Exclusive Confidence— Somewhat of nods and somewhat Portentous inference.
14 One Sister have I in our house, And one, a hedge away. There’s only one recorded, But both belong to me.
I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm. The eyes beside had wrung them dry…
567 He gave away his Life— To Us—Gigantic Sum— A trifle—in his own esteem— But magnified—by Fame—
XXV Wild nights—Wild nights! Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury!
675 Essential Oilsare wrung The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Sunsalone It is the gift of Screws
589 The Night was wide, and furnished… With but a single Star— That often as a Cloud it met— Blew out itself—for fear—