#AmericanWriters
Water makes many Beds For those averse to sleep - Its awful chamber open stands - Its Curtains blandly sweep - Abhorrent is the Rest
815 The Luxury to apprehend The Luxury 'twould be To look at Thee a single time An Epicure of Me
400 A Tongue’—to tell Him I am true! Its fee’—to be of Gold’— Had Nature’—in Her monstrous Hou… A single Ragged Child’—
281 ’Tis so appalling—it exhilarates— So over Horror, it half Captivate… The Soul stares after it, secure— A Sepulchre, fears frost, no more…
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
108 Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit—Life!
The Sea said 'Come’ to the Brook… The Brook said 'Let me grow’ - The Sea said 'Then you will be a… I want a Brook - Come now’! The Sea said 'Go’ to the Sea -
982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence
914 I cannot be ashamed Because I cannot see The love you offer— Magnitude
44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—
807 Expectation—is Contentment— Gain—Satiety— But Satiety—Conviction Of Necessity
724 It’s easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority—
608 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? Not Death—for who is He? The Porter of my Father’s Lodge As much abasheth me!
208 The Rose did caper on her cheek— Her Bodice rose and fell— Her pretty speech—like drunken men… Did stagger pitiful—
LXVI WHEN I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain;