#AmericanWriters
The Clover’s simple Fame Remembered of the Cow - Is better than enameled Realms Of notability. Renown perceives itself
319 Of Bronze—and Blaze— The North—tonight— So adequate—it forms— So preconcerted with itself—
241 I like a look of Agony, Because I know it’s true— Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate, a Throe—
82 Whose cheek is this? What rosy face Has lost a blush today? I found her—"pleiad"—in the woods
58 Delayed till she had ceased to kno… Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay— An hour behind the fleeting breath…
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselv… And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers— Untouched by Morning— and untouched by noon— Sleep the meek members of the Res… Rafter of Satin and Roof of Ston…
590 Did you ever stand in a Cavern’s… Widths out of the Sun— And look—and shudder, and block yo… And deem to be alone
Years I had been from home, And now, before the door I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely
XL THE thought beneath so slight a f… Is more distinctly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
182 If I shouldn’t be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.
888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—
A great Hope fell You heard no noise The Ruin was within Oh cunning wreck that told no tale And let no Witness in
