#AmericanWriters
156 You love me—you are sure— I shall not fear mistake— I shall not cheated wake— Some grinning morn—
625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time
192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
I started Early– Took my Dog – And visited the Sea - The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me - And Frigates - in the Upper Floo…
909 I make His Crescent fill or lack— His Nature is at Full Or Quarter—as I signify— His Tides—do I control—
329 So glad we are—a Stranger’d deem ’Twas sorry, that we were— For where the Holiday should be There publishes a Tear—
718 I meant to find Her when I came— Death—had the same design— But the Success—was His—it seems— And the Surrender—Mine—
XLVII IS Heaven a physician? They say that He can heal; But medicine posthumous Is unavailable.
369 She lay as if at play Her life had leaped away— Intending to return— But not so soon—
375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
913 And this of all my Hopes This, is the silent end Bountiful colored, my Morning ros… Early and sere, its end
CXI A DOOR just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company.
877 Each Scar I’ll keep for Him Instead I’ll say of Gem In His long Absence worn A Costlier one