#AmericanWriters
’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so
I found the phrase to every though… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun To races nurtured in the dark;—
834 Before He comes we weigh the Time… ’Tis Heavy and ’tis Light. When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing Freight.
180 As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem— Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came
227 Teach Him’—When He makes the nam… Such an one’—to say’— On his babbling’—Berry’—lips’— As should sound’—to me’—
488 Myself was formed’—a Carpenter’— An unpretending time My Plane’—and I, together wrought Before a Builder came’—
190 He was weak, and I was strong—the… So He let me lead him in— I was weak, and He was strong the… So I let him lead me—Home.
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
864 The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady’s name In Silver Chronicle.
314 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling— Sometimes—scalps a Tree— Her Green People recollect it When they do not die—
675 Essential Oilsare wrung The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Sunsalone It is the gift of Screws
822 This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself alone
I never hear the word 'escape’ Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude. I never hear of prisons broad
980 Purple—is fashionable twice— This season of the year, And when a soul perceives itself To be an Emperor.
The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;