#AmericanWriters
Shall I take thee, the Poet said To the propounded word? Be stationed with the Candidates Till I have finer tried— The Poet searched Philology
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—
584 It ceased to hurt me, though so sl… I could not feel the Anguish go— But only knew by looking back— That something—had benumbed the T…
XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
112 Where bells no more affright the m… Where scrabble never comes— Where very nimble Gentlemen Are forced to keep their rooms—
XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
810 Her Grace is all she has— And that, so least displays— One Art to recognize, must be, Another Art, to praise.
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…
971 Robbed by Death—but that was easy… To the failing Eye I could hold the latest Glowing— Robbed by Liberty
787 Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain—
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep That makes no show for dawn By strech of limb or stir of lid,— An independent one. Was ever idleness like this?