#AmericanWriters
If all the griefs I am to have Would only come today, I am so happy I believe They’d laugh and run away. If all the joys I am to have
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
269 Bound—a trouble— And lives can bear it! Limit—how deep a bleeding go! So—many—drops—of vital scarlet—
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
882 A Shade upon the mind there passe… As when on Noon A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses Remembering
93 Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell!
730 Defrauded I a Butterfly— The lawful Heir—for Thee—
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown In Chrysoprase Apartments hung This afternoon put on— How condescending to descend And be of Buttercups the friend
578 The Body grows without— The more convenient way— That if the Spirit—like to hide Its Temple stands, alway,
921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee.
956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?
421 A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld— The Lady dare not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled—
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick