#AmericanWriters
624 Forever—it composed of Nows— ’Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home—
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
64 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair… Some Vision of the World Cashmer… I confidently see! Or else a Peacock’s purple Train
283 A Mien to move a Queen— Half Child—Half Heroine— An Orleans in the Eye That puts its manner by
The spider holds a Silver Ball In unperceived Hands— And dancing softly to Himself His Yarn of Pearl—unwinds— He plies from Nought to Nought—
508 I’m ceded—I’ve stopped being Thei… The name They dropped upon my fac… With water, in the country church Is finished using, now,
How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure
291 How the old Mountains drip with S… How the Hemlocks burn— How the Dun Brake is draped in C… By the Wizard Sun—
440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—
468 The Manner of its Death When Certain it must die— ’Tis deemed a privilege to choose— ’Twas Major Andre’s Way—
325 Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White— The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Ran… Of Victors—designate—
856 There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves— A leisure of the Future— A Wilderness of Size.
187 How many times these low feet stag… Only the soldered mouth can tell— Try—can you stir the awful rivet— Try—can you lift the hasps of stee…
793 Grief is a Mouse— And chooses Wainscot in the Breas… For His Shy House— And baffles quest—
XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.