#AmericanWriters
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away! ’Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—
46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose.
XXXIX I MEANT to have but modest need… Such as content, and heaven; Within my income these could lie, And life and I keep even.
592 What care the Dead, for Chanticle… What care the Dead for Day? ’Tis late your Sunrise vex their… And Purple Ribaldry—of Morning
565 One Anguish—in a Crowd— A Minor thing—it sounds— And yet, unto the single Doe Attempted of the Hounds
703 Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air—
A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,
57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
The grave my little cottage is, Where 'Keeping house’ for thee I make my parlor orderly And lay the marble tea. For two divided, briefly,
736 Have any like Myself Investigating March, New Houses on the Hill descried— And possibly a Church—
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
Not with a club, the Heart is bro… Nor with a stone; A whip, so small you could not see… I’ve known To lash the magic creature
