#AmericanWriters
728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale—
815 The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury 'twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me
373 I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way— And so I deck, a little,
490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?
It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,
68 Ambition cannot find him. Affection doesn’t know How many leagues of nowhere Lie between them now.
782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—
918 Only a Shrine, but Mine— I made the Taper shine— Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may… Regard a Nun—
16 I would distil a cup, And bear to all my friends, Drinking to her no more astir, By beck, or burn, or moor!
107 ’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!
9 Through lane it lay—through brambl… Through clearing and through wood— Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road.
978 It bloomed and dropt, a Single No… The Flower—distinct and Red— I, passing, thought another Noon Another in its stead
I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…
859 A Doubt if it be Us Assists the staggering Mind In an extremer Anguish Until it footing find.
33 If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot.