#AmericanWriters
625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time
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
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,
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
932 My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word— The Stars that stated come to Tow… Esteemed Me never rude
25 She slept beneath a tree— Remembered but by me. I touched her Cradle mute— She recognized the foot—
970 Color — Caste — Denomination — These — are Time's Affair — Death's diviner Classifying Does not know they are —
XXIX THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—
The Sun kept setting—setting—stil… No Hue of Afternoon— Upon the Village I perceived From House to House ’twas Noon— The Dusk kept dropping—dropping—s…
CXXVIII 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.
493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— Since I was wed—to Him— A modesty befits the soul That bears another’s—name—
The dying need but little, dear,— A glass of water’s all, A flower’s unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend’s regret,
I SHOULD have been too glad, I… Too lifted for the scant degree Of life’s penurious round; My little circuit would have shame… This new circumference, have blame…
112 Where bells no more affright the m… Where scrabble never comes— Where very nimble Gentlemen Are forced to keep their rooms—