#AmericanWriters
548 Death is potential to that Man Who dies—and to his friend— Beyond that—unconspicuous To Anyone but God—
I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
678 Wolfe demanded during dying “Which obtain the Day”? “General, the British”—"Easy” Answered Wolfe “to die”
FATE slew him, but he did not dr… She felled’—he did not fall’— Impaled him on her fiercest stakes… He neutralized them all. She stung him, sapped his firm adv…
The day came slow, till five o’clo… Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light… A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east…
LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
‘Faith’ is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see’— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
33 If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot.
978 It bloomed and dropt, a Single No… The Flower—distinct and Red— I, passing, thought another Noon Another in its stead
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
230 We—Bee and I—live by the quaffing… ’Tisn’t all Hock—with us— Life has its Ale— But it’s many a lay of the Dim Bu…
78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—
578 The Body grows without— The more convenient way— That if the Spirit—like to hide Its Temple stands, alway,
The inundation of the Spring Enlarges every soul - It sweeps the tenement away But leaves the Water whole - In which the soul at first estrang…
