#AmericanWriters
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
462 Why make it doubt — it hurts it so… So sick — to guess — So strong — to know — So brave — upon its little Bed
STEP lightly on this narrow spot… The broadest land that grows Is not so ample as the breast These emerald seams enclose. Step lofty; for this name is told
Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather
742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—
“Arcturus” is his other name’— I’d rather call him “Star.” It’s very mean of Science To go and interfere! I slew a worm the other day’—
765 You constituted Time— I deemed Eternity A Revelation of Yourself— ’Twas therefore Deity
LXIII Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair.
“Houses”'—so the Wise Men tell me… Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
325 Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White— The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Ran… Of Victors—designate—
The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;
XVI TO fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe.
XL THE thought beneath so slight a f… Is more distinctly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
281 ’Tis so appalling—it exhilarates— So over Horror, it half Captivate… The Soul stares after it, secure— A Sepulchre, fears frost, no more…