#AmericanWriters
201 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar— Until the morning sun— When One—turned smiling to the la… Oh God! the Other One!
69 Low at my problem bending, Another problem comes— Larger than mine—Serener— Involving statelier sums.
345 Funny’—to be a Century’— And see the People’—going by’— I’—should die of the Oddity’— But then’—I’m not so staid’—as He…
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
543 I fear a Man of frugal Speech— I fear a Silent Man— Haranguer—I can overtake— Or Babbler—entertain—
521 Endow the Living—with the Tears— You squander on the Dead, And They were Men and Women—now, Around Your Fireside—
Perhaps I asked too large— I take—no less than skies— For Earths, grow thick as Berries, in my native town— My Basked holds—just—Firmaments—
‘They have not chosen me,’ he said… ‘But I have chosen them!’ Brave’—Broken hearted statement’— Uttered in Bethlehem! I could not have told it,
826 Love reckons by itself—alone— “As large as I”—relate the Sun To One who never felt it blaze— Itself is all the like it has—
LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
105 To hang our head—ostensibly— And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal mind—
444 It feels a shame to be Alive— When Men so brave—are dead— One envies the Distinguished Dust… Permitted—such a Head—
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
939 What I see not, I better see— Through Faith—my Hazel Eye Has periods of shutting— But, No lid has Memory—
760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—