#AmericanWriters
Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity.
XV I know some lonely houses off the… A robber ’d like the look of,— Wooden barred, And windows hanging low,
Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it ma…
660 ’Tis good—the looking back on Gri… To re-endure a Day— We thought the Mighty Funeral— Of All Conceived Joy—
844 Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide,
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…
988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.
Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped Freight Of a delivered syllable ‘Twould crumble with the weight.
531 We dream—it is good we are dreamin… It would hurt us—were we awake— But since it is playing—kill us, And we are playing—shriek—
980 Purple—is fashionable twice— This season of the year, And when a soul perceives itself To be an Emperor.
A Sloop of Amber slips away Upon an Ether Sea, And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar… The Son of Ecstasy -
206 The Flower must not blame the Bee… That seeketh his felicity Too often at her door— But teach the Footman from Vevay—
LXVII A DEED knocks first at thought, And then it knocks at will. That is the manufacturing spot, And will at home and well.
608 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? Not Death—for who is He? The Porter of my Father’s Lodge As much abasheth me!