#AmericanWriters
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.
784 Bereaved of all, I went abroad— No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula— The Grave preceded me—
LXII BEFORE I got my eye put out, I liked as well to see As other creatures that have eyes, And know no other way.
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
14 One Sister have I in our house, And one, a hedge away. There’s only one recorded, But both belong to me.
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
75 She died at play, Gambolled away Her lease of spotted hours, Then sank as gaily as a Turn
939 What I see not, I better see— Through Faith—my Hazel Eye Has periods of shutting— But, No lid has Memory—
907 Till Death’—is narrow Loving’— The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness’—be spent’—
267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!
918 Only a Shrine, but Mine— I made the Taper shine— Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may… Regard a Nun—
671 She dwelleth in the Ground— Where Daffodils—abide— Her Maker—Her Metropolis— The Universe—Her Maid—
I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet now I know how the heather lo… And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God,
XCIX THERE is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry.