#AmericanWriters
How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure
24 There is a morn by men unseen— Whose maids upon remoter green Keep their Seraphic May— And all day long, with dance and g…
266 This—is the land—the Sunset washe… These—are the Banks of the Yellow… Where it rose—or whither it rushes… These—are the Western Mystery!
861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th… Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled… Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor… Saved for your Ear when Lutes be…
322 There came a Day at Summer’s full… Entirely for me— I thought that such were for the… Where Resurrections—be—
598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.
940 On that dear Frame the Years had… Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Lig… The Witnessing, to Us—
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
The heart asks pleasure first And then, excuse from pain– And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep;
882 A Shade upon the mind there passe… As when on Noon A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses Remembering
464 The power to be true to You, Until upon my face The Judgment push his Picture— Presumptuous of Your Place—
Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense– the starkest Madness… ’Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -
66 So from the mould Scarlet and Gold Many a Bulb will rise— Hidden away, cunningly, From saga…
387 The sweetest Heresy received That Man and Woman know— Each Other’s Convert— Though the Faith accommodate but…
998 Best Things dwell out of Sight The Pearl—the Just—Our Thought. Most shun the Public Air Legitimate, and Rare—