#AmericanWriters
102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
Whole Gulfs– of Red, and Fleets… And Crews– of solid Blood – Did place upon the West– Tonight… As ’twere specific Ground - And They– appointed Creatures –
His Heart was darker than the sta… For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can be no Bode of Dawn
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—
57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,
The wind tapped like a tired man, And like a host, ‘Come in,’ I boldly answered; entered then My residence within A rapid, footless guest,
474 They put Us far apart— As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula— We signified “These see”—
II OUR share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.
237 I think just how my shape will ris… When I shall be “forgiven”— Till Hair—and Eyes—and timid Hea… Are out of sight—in Heaven—
181 I lost a World - the other day! Has Anybody found? You’ll know it by the Row of Star… Around its forehead bound.
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,
343 My Reward for Being, was This. My premium—My Bliss— An Admiralty, less— A Sceptre—penniless—
XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.