#AmericanWriters
927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—
809 Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity— Unable they that love—to die
I dwell in Possibility – A fairer House than Prose – More numerous of Windows – Superior – for Doors – Of Chambers as the Cedars –
75 She died at play, Gambolled away Her lease of spotted hours, Then sank as gaily as a Turn
235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die!
I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselv… And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
185 “Faith” is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
126 To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe—
179 If I could bribe them by a Rose I’d bring them every flower that g… From Amherst to Cashmere! I would not stop for night, or sto…
222 When Katie walks, this simple pai… When Katie runs unwearied they fo… When Katie kneels, their loving h… Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, wit…
XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
483 A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe— And golden hang—while farther up— The Maker’s Ladders stop—
215 What is – “Paradise” – Who live there – Are they “Farmers” – Do they “hoe” –