#AmericanWriters
The day came slow, till five o’clo… Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light… A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east…
209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!
720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.
74 A Lady red—amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily sleeps!
141 Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses— Tenderly tucking them in from fros… Before their feet are cold.
178 I cautious, scanned my little life… I winnowed what would fade From what would last till Heads l… Should be a-dreaming laid.
I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…
698 Life—is what we make of it— Death—we do not know— Christ’s acquaintance with Him Justify Him—though—
752 So the Eyes accost—and sunder In an Audience— Stamped—occasionally—forever— So may Countenance
546 To fill a Gap Insert the Thing that caused it— Block it up With Other—and 'twill yawn the mo…
227 Teach Him – When He makes the na… Such an one – to say – On his babbling – Berry – lips – As should sound – to me –
This is the land the sunset washes… These are the banks of the Yellow… Where it rose, or whither it rushe… These are the western mystery! Night after night her purple traff…
597 It always felt to me—a wrong To that Old Moses—done— To let him see—the Canaan— Without the entering—
876 It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone Enclosed ’twas not of Rail A Consciousness its Acre, and It held a Human Soul.