#AmericanWriters
456 So well that I can live without— I love thee—then How well is that… As well as Jesus? Prove it me
There cam a Wind like a Bugle - It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doo…
450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—
Image of Light, Adieu - Thanks for the interview - So long– so short – Preceptor of the whole - Coeval Cardinal -
179 If I could bribe them by a Rose I’d bring them every flower that g… From Amherst to Cashmere! I would not stop for night, or sto…
110 Artists wrestled here! Lo, a tint Cashmere! Lo, a Rose! Student of the Year!
57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,
929 How far is it to Heaven? As far as Death this way— Of River or of Ridge beyond Was no discovery.
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!
The Hills in Purple syllables The Day’s Adventures tell To little Groups of Continents Just going Home from School.
624 Forever—it composed of Nows— ’Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home—
174 At last, to be identified! At last, the lamps upon thy side The rest of Life to see! Past Midnight! Past the Morning…
887 We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer— Till it an Antique fashion shows— Like Costumes Grandsires wore.