#AmericanWriters
802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—
587 Empty my Heart, of Thee— Its single Artery— Begin, and leave Thee out— Simply Extinction’s Date—
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely
635 I think the longest Hour of all Is when the Cars have come— And we are waiting for the Coach— It seems as though the Time
A chilly Peace infests the Grass The Sun respectful lies - Not any Trance of industry These shadows scrutinize - Whose Allies go no more astray
102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!
537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—
607 Of nearness to her sundered Thing… The Soul has special times— When Dimness—looks the Oddity— Distinctness—easy—se ems—
762 The Whole of it came not at once— ’Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chan… The Bliss to cauterize—
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
864 The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady’s name In Silver Chronicle.
939 What I see not, I better see— Through Faith—my Hazel Eye Has periods of shutting— But, No lid has Memory—
XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.
909 I make His Crescent fill or lack— His Nature is at Full Or Quarter—as I signify— His Tides—do I control—