#AmericanWriters
42 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date a Victory!
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
643 I could suffice for Him, I knew— He—could suffice for Me— Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both Surveyed Infinity—
867 Escaping backward to perceive The Sea upon our place— Escaping forward, to confront His glittering Embrace—
761 From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance—
803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—
Proud of my broken heart, since th… Proud of the pain, I did not feel… Proud of my night, since thou, wit… Not to partake thy passion, –my hu… Thou can’st not boast, like Jesus…
229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near
XVII WHEN night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It ’s time to smooth the hair
674 The Soul that hath a Guest Doth seldom go abroad— Diviner Crowd at Home— Obliterate the need—
64 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair… Some Vision of the World Cashmer… I confidently see! Or else a Peacock’s purple Train
412 I read my sentence—steadily— Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause—
448 This was a Poet—It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings— And Attar so immense
956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?
Come slowly, Eden Lips unused to thee. Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee,