#AmericanWriters
926 Patience—has a quiet Outer— Patience—Look within— Is an Insect’s futile forces Infinites—between—
716 The Day undressed—Herself— Her Garter—was of Gold— Her Petticoat—of Purple plain— Her Dimities—as old
688 “Speech”—is a prank of Parliament… “Tears”—is a trick of the nerve— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn't—always—move—
15 The Guest is gold and crimson— An Opal guest and gray— Of Ermine is his doublet— His Capuchin gay—
928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
I many times thought Peace had co… When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t… At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
109 By a flower—By a letter— By a nimble love— If I weld the Rivet faster— Final fast—above—
23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
858 This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure dr… The Day must follow too.
557 She hideth Her the last— And is the first, to rise— Her Night doth hardly recompense The Closing of Her eyes—
XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,
17 Baffled for just a day or two— Embarrassed—not afraid— Encounter in my garden An unexpected Maid.
792 Through the strait pass of sufferi… The Martyrs—even—trod. Their feet—upon Temptations— Their faces—upon God—
60 Like her the Saints retire, In their Chapeaux of fire, Martial as she! Like her the Evenings steal