#AmericanWriters
768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good—
460 I know where Wells grow’—Droughtl… Deep dug’—for Summer days’— Where Mosses go no more away’— And Pebble’—safely plays’—
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselv… And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
519 ’Twas warm—at first—like Us— Until there crept upon A Chill—like frost upon a Glass— Till all the scene—be gone.
402 I pay—in Satin Cash— You did not state—your price— A Petal, for a Paragraph It near as I can guess—
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
108 Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit—Life!
It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,
122 A something in a summer’s Day As slow her flambeaux burn away Which solemnizes me. A something in a summer’s noon—
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
730 Defrauded I a Butterfly— The lawful Heir—for Thee—
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
20 Distrustful of the Gentian— And just to turn away, The fluttering of her fringes Child my perfidy—
XL I NEVER lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod; Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
To make a prairie it takes a clove… One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
