#AmericanWriters
614 In falling Timbers buried— There breathed a Man— Outside—the spades—were plying— The Lungs—within—
Like trains of cars on tracks of p… I hear the level bee: A jar across the flowers goes, Their velvet masonry Withstands until the sweet assault
Rearrange a “Wife’s” Affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man! Blush, my spirit, in thy Fastness…
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect
I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility
896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually
122 A something in a summer’s Day As slow her flambeaux burn away Which solemnizes me. A something in a summer’s noon—
21 We lose—because we win— Gamblers—recollecting which Toss their dice again!
LXXIII I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.
246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I
MINE enemy is growing old, I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, Let him be quick, the viand flits,
289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,
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…
406 Some’—Work for Immortality’— The Chiefer part, for Time’— He’—Compensates’—immediately’— The former’—Checks’—on Fame’—