#AmericanWriters
645 Bereavement in their death to feel Whom We have never seen— A Vital Kinsmanship import Our Soul and theirs—between—
105 To hang our head—ostensibly— And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal mind—
422 More Life—went out—when He went Than Ordinary Breath— Lit with a finer Phosphor— Requiring in the Quench—
As from the earth the light Ballo… Asks nothing but release - Ascension that for which it was, Its soaring Residence. The spirit looks upon the Dust
934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday
914 I cannot be ashamed Because I cannot see The love you offer— Magnitude
Tell all the Truth but tell it sl… Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth’s superb surprise As Lightning to the Children ease…
1100 The last Night that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying—this to Us Made Nature different
There comes a warning like a spy A shorter breath of Day A stealing that is not a stealth And Summers are away
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…
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
295 Unto like Story—Trouble has entic… How Kinsmen fell— Brothers and Sister—who preferred… And their young will
600 It troubled me as once I was— For I was once a Child— Concluding how an Atom—fell— And yet the Heavens—held—
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
438 Forget! The lady with the Amulet Forget she wore it at her Heart Because she breathed against Was Treason twixt?