#AmericanWriters
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
DEAR March, come in! How glad I am! I looked for you before. Put down your hat— You must have walked—
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
LXXXV A LIGHT exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here
877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one
516 Beauty—be not caused—It Is— Chase it, and it ceases— Chase it not, and it abides— Overtake the Creases
I meant to find her when I came; Death had the same design; But the success was his, it seems, And the discomfit mine. I meant to tell her how I longed
SUCCESS is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.
836 Truth—is as old as God— His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity—
129 Cocoon above! Cocoon below! Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you so What all the world suspect? An hour, and gay on every tree
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
72 Glowing is her Bonnet, Glowing is her Cheek, Glowing is her Kirtle, Yet she cannot speak.
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
