#AmericanWriters
906 The Admirations’—and Contempts’—o… Show justest’—through an Open Tom… The Dying’—as it were a Height Reorganizes Estimate
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…
721 Behind Me’—dips Eternity’— Before Me’—Immortality’— Myself’—the Term between’— Death but the Drift of Eastern G…
208 The Rose did caper on her cheek— Her Bodice rose and fell— Her pretty speech—like drunken men… Did stagger pitiful—
594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—
Luck is not chance It’s Toil Fortune’s expensive smile Is earned The Father of the Mine
774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind
Had we our senses But perhaps ’tis well they’re not… So intimate with Madness He’s liable with them Had we the eyes without our Head—
This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
Is it too late to touch you, Dear… We this moment knew - Love Marine and Love terrene - Love celestial too -
206 The Flower must not blame the Bee… That seeketh his felicity Too often at her door— But teach the Footman from Vevay—
No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—