#AmericanWriters
LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
459 A Tooth upon Our Peace The Peace cannot deface— Then Wherefore be the Tooth? To vitalize the Grace—
474 They put Us far apart— As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula— We signified “These see”—
777 The Loneliness One dare not sound… And would as soon surmise As in its Grave go plumbing To ascertain the size—
CXXVIII I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm.
423 The Months have ends—the Years—a… No Power can untie To stretch a little further A Skein of Misery—
160 Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with E… When breath blew back,
373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,
480 “Why do I love” You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer—Wherefore when He pass
490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?
294 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it—
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
840 I cannot buy it—’tis not sold— There is no other in the World— Mine was the only one I was so happy I forgot
796 Who Giants know, with lesser Men Are incomplete, and shy— For Greatness, that is ill at eas… In minor Company—
889 Crisis is a Hair Toward which the forces creep Past which forces retrograde If it come in sleep