#AmericanWriters
890 From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone
888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—
327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—
Before you thought of spring, Except as a surmise, You see, God bless his suddenness… A fellow in the skies Of independent hues,
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
295 Unto like Story—Trouble has entic… How Kinsmen fell— Brothers and Sister—who preferred… And their young will
567 He gave away his Life— To Us—Gigantic Sum— A trifle—in his own esteem— But magnified—by Fame—
815 The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury 'twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me
819 All I may, if small, Do it not display Larger for the Totalness— ’Tis Economy
The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back
His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.
It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,
To see her is a Picture— To hear her is a Tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To know her not—Affliction—
A PRECIOUS, mouldering pleasur… To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore… A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take,
57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,