#AmericanWriters
146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
394 ’Twas Love’—not me’— Oh punish’—pray’— The Real one died for Thee’— Just Him’—not me’—
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,
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
783 The Birds begun at Four o’clock— Their period for Dawn— A Music numerous as space— But neighboring as Noon—
XLIV THE show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be.
964 “Unto Me?” I do not know you— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus—Late of Judea— Now—of Paradise”—
960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth
345 Funny’—to be a Century’— And see the People’—going by’— I’—should die of the Oddity’— But then’—I’m not so staid’—as He…
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
535 She’s happy, with a new Content— That feels to her—like Sacrament— She’s busy—with an altered Care— As just apprenticed to the Air—
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—