#AmericanWriters
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
322 There came a Day at Summer’s full… Entirely for me— I thought that such were for the… Where Resurrections—be—
A narrow fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not, His notice sudden is. The grass divides as with a comb,
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
380 There is a flower that Bees prefe… And Butterflies—desire— To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming Bird—aspire—
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
It's thoughts—and just One Heart— And Old Sunshine—about— Make frugal—Ones—Content— And two or three—for Company— Upon a Holiday—
933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words
439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—
586 We talked as Girls do— Fond, and late— We speculated fair, on every subje… Of ours, none affair—
I went to heaven,— ‘T was a small town, Lit with a ruby, Lathed with down. Stiller than the fields
On this wondrous sea Sailing silently, Ho! Pilot, ho! Knowest thou the shore Where no breakers roar—
646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—
XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.