#AmericanWriters
575 “Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn,
92 My friend must be a Bird’— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies!
348 I would not paint — a picture — I'd rather be the One It's bright impossibility To dwell — delicious — on —
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselv… And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
50 I haven’t told my garden yet— Lest that should conquer me. I haven’t quite the strength now To break it to the Bee—
Too cold is this To warm with Sun - Too stiff to bended be, To joint this Agate were a work - Outstaring Masonry -
XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
1068 Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass.
803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—
952 A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a… In dormant nature—lain—
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
A Counterfeit– a Plated Person… I would not be - Whatever strata of Iniquity My Nature underlie - Truth is good Health - and Safet…