#AmericanWriters
So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed. So satisfied to go
721 Behind Me’—dips Eternity’— Before Me’—Immortality’— Myself’—the Term between’— Death but the Drift of Eastern G…
251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…
430 It would never be Common — more —… Difference — had begun — Many a bitterness — had been — But that old sort — was done —
298 Alone, I cannot be— For Hosts—do visit me— Recordless Company— Who baffle Key—
842 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! Better, to be found, If one care to, that is, The Fox fits the Hound—
Silence is all we dread. There’s Ransom in a Voice - But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face.
695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
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—
992 The Dust behind I strove to join Unto the Disk before— But Sequence ravelled out of Soun… Like Balls upon a Floor—
‘Faith’ is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see’— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv… My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea…
568 We learned the Whole of Love— The Alphabet—the Words— A Chapter—then the mighty Book— Then—Revelation closed—