#AmericanWriters
780 The Truth — is stirless — Other force — may be presumed to m… This — then — is best for confiden… When oldest Cedars swerve —
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
110 Artists wrestled here! Lo, a tint Cashmere! Lo, a Rose! Student of the Year!
879 Each Second is the last Perhaps, recalls the Man Just measuring unconsciousness The Sea and Spar between.
852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.
228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in… Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old Horiz… Laying her spotted Face to die
217 Savior! I’ve no one else to tell— And so I trouble thee. I am the one forgot thee so— Dost thou remember me?
Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away
906 The Admirations’—and Contempts’—o… Show justest’—through an Open Tom… The Dying’—as it were a Height Reorganizes Estimate
961 Wert Thou but ill—that I might sh… How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on… Nor the least signal, Me assure—
523 Sweet — You forgot — but I rememb… Every time — for Two — So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You —
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…
172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!
940 On that dear Frame the Years had… Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Lig… The Witnessing, to Us—
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—