#AmericanWriters
How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure
634 You’ll know Her—by Her Foot— The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers—where the Toes shoul… Would more affront the Sand—
I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
652 A Prison gets to be a friend— Between its Ponderous face And Ours—a Kinsmanship express— And in its narrow Eyes—
544 The Martyr Poets—did not tell— But wrought their Pang in syllabl… That when their mortal name be num… Their mortal fate—encourage Some—
220 Could I—then—shut the door— Lest my beseeching face—at last— Rejected—be—of Her?
Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird —reach it! Curve by Curve —Sweep by Sweep — Round the Steep Air — Danger! What is that to Her?
They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,
668 “Nature” is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven—
460 I know where Wells grow’—Droughtl… Deep dug’—for Summer days’— Where Mosses go no more away’— And Pebble’—safely plays’—
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
Luck is not chance It’s Toil Fortune’s expensive smile Is earned The Father of the Mine
437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost
I counted till they danced so Their slippers leaped the town, And then I took a pencil To note the rebels down. And then they grew so jolly