#AmericanWriters
These Fevered Days—to take them t… Where Waters cool around the moss… And shade is all that devastates t… Seems it sometimes this would be a…
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
884 As Everywhere of Silver With Ropes of Sand To keep it from effacing The Track called Land.
600 It troubled me as once I was— For I was once a Child— Concluding how an Atom—fell— And yet the Heavens—held—
376 Of Course—I prayed— And did God Care? He cared as much as on the Air A Bird—had stamped her foot—
September’s Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets– Crows– and Retros… And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming -
XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
160 Just lost, when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with E… When breath blew back,
722 Sweet Mountains—Ye tell me no lie… Never deny Me—Never fly— Those same unvarying Eyes Turn on Me—when I fail—or feign,
537 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity—
931 Noon—is the Hinge of Day— Evening—the Tissue Door— Morning—the East compelling the s… Till all the World is ajar—
730 Defrauded I a Butterfly— The lawful Heir—for Thee—
SUCCESS is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host
129 Cocoon above! Cocoon below! Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you so What all the world suspect? An hour, and gay on every tree
A thought went up my mind to-day That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year, Nor where it went, nor why it came