#AmericanWriters
678 Wolfe demanded during dying “Which obtain the Day”? “General, the British”—"Easy” Answered Wolfe “to die”
901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost
She sweeps with many-colored broom… And leaves the shreds behind; Oh, housewife in the evening west, Come back, and dust the pond! You dropped a purple ravelling in,
The Clover’s simple Fame Remembered of the Cow - Is better than enameled Realms Of notability. Renown perceives itself
28 So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today— So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away—
357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…
588 I cried at Pity—not at Pain— I heard a Woman say “Poor Child”—and something in her… Convicted me—of me—
A clock stopped—not the mantel’s Geneva’s farthest skill Can’t put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still. An awe came on the trinket!
A little Dog that wags his tail And knows no other joy Of such a little Dog am I Reminded by a Boy Who gambols all the living Day
The Hills in Purple syllables The Day’s Adventures tell To little Groups of Continents Just going Home from School.
997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
XXV Wild nights—Wild nights! Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury!