#AmericanWriters
Rearrange a 'Wife’s’ affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man! Blush, my spirit, in thy Fastness…
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
663 Again—his voice is at the door— I feel the old Degree— I hear him ask the servant For such an one—as me—
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
838 Impossibility, like Wine Exhilarates the Man Who tastes it; Possibility Is flavorless—Combine
526 To hear an Oriole sing May be a common thing— Or only a divine. It is not of the Bird
492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—
28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—
773 Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself— At first—a scant nutrition— An insufficient Loaf—
334 All the letters I can write Are not fair as this— Syllables of Velvet— Sentences of Plush,
Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape - it is the Basket
113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
833 Perhaps you think me stooping I’m not ashamed of that Christ—stooped until He touched t… Do those at Sacrament
XLVIII THOUGH I get home how late, how… So I get home, ’t will compensate… Better will be the ecstasy That they have done expecting me,