#AmericanWriters
457 Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—House… Sealed so stately tight— Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble— Locking Bare feet out—
714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—
963 A nearness to Tremendousness— An Agony procures— Affliction ranges Boundlessness— Vicinity to Laws
844 Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide,
590 Did you ever stand in a Cavern’s… Widths out of the Sun— And look—and shudder, and block yo… And deem to be alone
146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—
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…
73 Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind!
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
740 You taught me Waiting with Myself… Appointment strictly kept’— You taught me fortitude of Fate’— This’—also’—I have learnt’—
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
XVII WHEN night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It ’s time to smooth the hair
147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!