#AmericanWriters
‘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,
902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
445 ’Twas just this time, last year,… I know I heard the Corn, When I was carried by the Farms— It had the Tassels on—
To the bright east she flies, Brothers of Paradise Remit her home, Without a change of wings, Or Love’s convenient things,
580 I gave myself to Him— And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way—
If ever the lid gets off my head And lets the brain away The fellow will go where he belong… Without a hint from me, And the world– if the world be lo…
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
XXVIII A CHARM invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled.
No rack can torture me, My soul’s at liberty Behind this mortal bone There knits a bolder one You cannot prick with saw,
339 I tend my flowers for thee— Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia’s Coral Seams Rip—while the Sower—dreams—
770 I lived on Dread— To Those who know The Stimulus there is In Danger—Other impetus
903 I hide myself within my flower, That fading from your Vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me— Almost a loneliness.
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
607 Of nearness to her sundered Thing… The Soul has special times— When Dimness—looks the Oddity— Distinctness—easy—se ems—