#AmericanWriters
446 I showed her Heights she never sa… “Would’st Climb,” I said? She said—"Not so"— “With me—” I said—With me?
421 A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld— The Lady dare not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled—
888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—
Ended, ere it begun - The Title was scarcely told When the Preface perished from Co… The Story, unrevealed - Had it been mine, to print!
626 Only God—detect the Sorrow— Only God— The Jehovahs—are no Babblers— Unto God—
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading—treading—till it see… That Sense was breaking through— And when they all were seated,
756 One Blessing had I than the rest So larger to my Eyes That I stopped gauging—satisfied— For this enchanted size—
Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped Freight Of a delivered syllable ‘Twould crumble with the weight.
923 How the Waters closed above Him We shall never know— How He stretched His Anguish to… That—is covered too—
LXII A DROP fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh.
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
’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away! ’Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
