#AmericanWriters
1100 The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different
710 The Sunrise runs for Both— The East—Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill— The Noon unwinds Her Blue
Too cold is this To warm with Sun - Too stiff to bended be, To joint this Agate were a work - Outstaring Masonry -
XXVI THE brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ’T were easier for you
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat
Is it too late to touch you, Dear… We this moment knew - Love Marine and Love terrene - Love celestial too -
843 I made slow Riches but my Gain Was steady as the Sun And every Night, it numbered more Than the preceding One
Death leaves Us homesick, who beh… Except that it is gone Are ignorant of its Concern As if it were not born. Through all their former Places,…
854 Banish Air from Air— Divide Light if you dare— They’ll meet While Cubes in a Drop
845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind
433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how
To mend each tattered Faith There is a needle fair Though no appearance indicate ’Tis threaded in the Air And though it do not wear
My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…