#AmericanWriters
726 We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s… And later—when we die— A little Water supplicate— Of fingers going by—
440 ’Tis customary as we part A trinket—to confer— It helps to stimulate the faith When Lovers be afar—
XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,
371 A precious’—mouldering pleasure’—'… To meet an Antique Book’— In just the Dress his Century wor… A privilege’—I think’—
Some Days retired from the rest In soft distinction lie The Day that a Companion came Or was obliged to die
481 The Himmaleh was known to stoop Unto the Daisy low— Transported with Compassion That such a Doll should grow
I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,
XXXIX I MEANT to have but modest need… Such as content, and heaven; Within my income these could lie, And life and I keep even.
984 ’Tis Anguish grander than Delight ’Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again.
958 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flint… Sent various—scattered ways— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze—
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
106 The Daisy follows soft the Sun— And when his golden walk is done— Sits shyly at his feet— He—waking—finds the flower there—
115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?
LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”
543 I fear a Man of frugal Speech— I fear a Silent Man— Haranguer—I can overtake— Or Babbler—entertain—