#AmericanWriters
225 Jesus! thy Crucifix Enable thee to guess The smaller size! Jesus! thy second face
I dreaded that first robin so, But he is mastered now, And I’m accustomed to him grown,— He hurts a little, though. I thought if I could only live
The Wind took up the Northern Th… And piled them in the south - Then gave the East unto the West And opening his mouth The four Divisions of the Earth
34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
It’s like the light,— A fashionless delight It’s like the bee,— A dateless melody. It’s like the woods,
XLVII HEART, we will forget him! You and I, to—night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
452 The Malay—took the Pearl— Not—I—the Earl— I—feared the Sea—too much Unsanctified—to touch—
XLVIII THOUGH I get home how late, how… So I get home, ’t will compensate… Better will be the ecstasy That they have done expecting me,
904 Had I not This, or This, I said, Appealing to Myself, In moment of prosperity— Inadequate—were Life—
XL I NEVER lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod; Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished
413 I never felt at Home–Below– And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home–I know– I don’t like Paradise–
22 All these my banners be. I sow my pageantry In May— It rises train by train—
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing