#AmericanWriters
She could not live upon the Past The Present did not know her And so she sought this sweet at la… And nature gently owned her The mother that has not a knell
I never saw a moor; I never saw the sea, Yet know I how the heather looks And what a billow be. I never spoke with God,
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence
Tell all the truth but tell it sla… Success in circuit lies, Too bright for our infirm delight The truth’s superb surprise; As lightning to the children eased
501 This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond— Invisible, as Music— But positive, as Sound—
It's thoughts—and just One Heart— And Old Sunshine—about— Make frugal—Ones—Content— And two or three—for Company— Upon a Holiday—
631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
464 The power to be true to You, Until upon my face The Judgment push his Picture— Presumptuous of Your Place—
907 Till Death’—is narrow Loving’— The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness’—be spent’—
355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
688 “Speech”—is a prank of Parliament… “Tears”—is a trick of the nerve— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn't—always—move—
127 “Houses”—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!