#AmericanWriters
659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
677 To be alive—is Power— Existence—in itself— Without a further function— Omnipotence—Enough—
982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence
837 How well I knew Her not Whom not to know has been A Bounty in prospective, now Next Door to mine the Pain.
571 Must be a Woe— A loss or so— To bend the eye Best Beauty’s way—
199 I’m “wife”'—I’ve finished that’— That other state’— I’m Czar’—I’m “Woman” now’— It’s safer so’—
I dwell in Possibility – A fairer House than Prose – More numerous of Windows – Superior – for Doors – Of Chambers as the Cedars –
209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!
176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?
127 “Houses”—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
A Pang is more conspicuous in Spr… In contrast with the things that s… Not Birds entirely– but Minds – Minute Effulgencies and Winds - When what they sung for is undone
715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—
353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—
930 There is a June when Corn is cut And Roses in the Seed— A Summer briefer than the first But tenderer indeed
206 The Flower must not blame the Bee… That seeketh his felicity Too often at her door— But teach the Footman from Vevay—