#AmericanWriters
Pain—has an Element of Blank— It cannot recollect When it begun—or if there were A time when it was not— It has no Future—but itself—
452 The Malay—took the Pearl— Not—I—the Earl— I—feared the Sea—too much Unsanctified—to touch—
626 Only God—detect the Sorrow— Only God— The Jehovahs—are no Babblers— Unto God—
314 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling— Sometimes—scalps a Tree— Her Green People recollect it When they do not die—
584 It ceased to hurt me, though so sl… I could not feel the Anguish go— But only knew by looking back— That something—had benumbed the T…
951 As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect—
667 Bloom upon the Mountain—stated— Blameless of a Name— Efflorescence of a Sunset— Reproduced—the same—
63 If pain for peace prepares Lo, what “Augustan” years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise,
729 Alter! When the Hills do— Falter! When the Sun Question if His Glory Be the Perfect One—
412 I read my sentence—steadily— Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause—
518 Her sweet Weight on my Heart a N… Had scarcely deigned to lie— When, stirring, for Belief’s deli… My Bride had slipped away—
497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good—
II OUR share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.
