#AmericanWriters
957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—
260 Read—Sweet—how others—strove— Till we—are stouter— What they—renounced— Till we—are less afraid—
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun! Sometime, he dwelleth in the grass…
65 I can’t tell you—but you feel it— Nor can you tell me— Saints, with ravished slate and pe… Solve our April Day!
207 Tho’ I get home how late’—how lat… So I get home - 'twill compensate… Better will be the Ecstasy That they have done expecting 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
94 Angels, in the early morning May be seen the Dews among, Stooping—plucking—smiling&m da… Do the Buds to them belong?
46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose.
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…
675 Essential Oilsare wrung The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Sunsalone It is the gift of Screws
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased
864 The Robin for the Crumb Returns no syllable But long records the Lady’s name In Silver Chronicle.
212 Least Rivers—docile to some sea. My Caspian—thee.