#AmericanWriters
276 Many a phrase has the English lan… I have heard but one— Low as the laughter of the Cricke… Loud, as the Thunder’s Tongue—
284 The Drop, that wrestles in the Se… Forgets her own locality— As I—toward Thee— She knows herself an incense small…
730 Defrauded I a Butterfly— The lawful Heir—for Thee—
98 One dignity delays for all— One mitred Afternoon— None can avoid this purple— None evade this Crown!
598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.
Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
215 What is – “Paradise” – Who live there – Are they “Farmers” – Do they “hoe” –
XXXIV WHO never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind.
Delight becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain. The mountaln at a given distance
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
1100 The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different
71 A throe upon the features— A hurry in the breath— An ecstasy of parting Denominated “Death”—
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
591 To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere— And even when the Snow
I watched the Moon around the Hou… Until upon a Pane— She stopped—a Traveller’s privile… And there upon I gazed—as at a stranger—