#AmericanWriters
616 I rose—because He sank— I thought it would be opposite— But when his power dropped— My Soul grew straight.
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
Exhilaration is the Breeze That lifts us from the Ground And leaves us in another place Whose statement is not found - Returns us not, but after time
The words the happy say Are paltry melody But those the silent feel Are beautiful—
711 Strong Draughts of Their Refresh… To drink—enables Mine Through Desert or the Wilderness As bore it Sealed Wine—
887 We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer— Till it an Antique fashion shows— Like Costumes Grandsires wore.
934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday
The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;
238 Kill your Balm’—and its Odors ble… Bare your Jessamine’—to the storm… And she will fling her maddest per… Haply’—your Summer night to Charm…
676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—
831 Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend— Than thine old Arrow is a Shot
A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind. The vane a little to the east
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower,
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness