#AmericanWriters
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
73 Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind!
I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet now I know how the heather lo… And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God,
XV I know some lonely houses off the… A robber ’d like the look of,— Wooden barred, And windows hanging low,
XXVIII A CHARM invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled.
877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
512 The Soul has Bandaged moments— When too appalled to stir— She feels some ghastly Fright com… And stop to look at her—
774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind
God permit industrious angels Afternoons to play. I met one,—forgot my school-mates, All, for him, straightaway. God calls home the angels promptly
81 We should not mind so small a flow… Except it quiet bring Our little garden that we lost Back to the Lawn again.
Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird —reach it! Curve by Curve —Sweep by Sweep — Round the Steep Air — Danger! What is that to Her?
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
14 One Sister have I in our house, And one, a hedge away. There’s only one recorded, But both belong to me.
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I