#AmericanWriters
189 It’s such a little thing to weep— So short a thing to sigh— And yet—by Trades—the size of the… We men and women die!
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
773 Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself— At first—a scant nutrition— An insufficient Loaf—
606 The Trees like Tassels—hit—and sw… There seemed to rise a Tune From Miniature Creatures Accompanying the Sun—
911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.
665 Dropped into the Ether Acre— Wearing the Sod Gown— Bonnet of Everlasting Laces— Brooch—frozen on—
LXVI WHEN I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain;
424 Removed from Accident of Loss By Accident of Gain Befalling not my simple Days— Myself had just to earn—
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
A light exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here A color stands abroad
I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me. And frigates in the upper floor
834 Before He comes we weigh the Time… ’Tis Heavy and ’tis Light. When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing Freight.
The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pa…
38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!