#AmericanWriters
XLVI A THOUGHT went up my mind to—d… That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year,
A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men,— Of earl and midge The privilege.
450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—
659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
XXVII BECAUSE I could not stop for D… He kindly stopped for me— The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality.
853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
335 ’Tis not that Dying hurts us so— ’Tis Living—hurts us more— But Dying—is a different way— A Kind behind the Door—
506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me
Could Hope inspect her Basis Her Craft were done - Has a fictitious Charter Or it has none - Balked in the vastest instance
I SHOULD have been too glad, I… Too lifted for the scant degree Of life’s penurious round; My little circuit would have shame… This new circumference, have blame…
710 The Sunrise runs for Both— The East—Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill— The Noon unwinds Her Blue
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time
578 The Body grows without— The more convenient way— That if the Spirit—like to hide Its Temple stands, alway,