#AmericanWriters
836 Truth—is as old as God— His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity—
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine
MINE by the right of the white e… Mine by the royal seal! Mine by the sign in the scarlet pr… Bars cannot conceal! Mine, here in vision and in veto!
213 Did the Harebell loose her girdle To the lover Bee Would the Bee the Harebell hallow Much as formerly?
XIX PAIN has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not.
112 Where bells no more affright the m… Where scrabble never comes— Where very nimble Gentlemen Are forced to keep their rooms—
Two butterflies went out at noon And waltzed above a stream, Then stepped straight through the… And rested on a beam; And then together bore away
731 “I want”—it pleaded—All its life— I want—was chief it said When Skill entreated it—the last— And when so newly dead—
898 How happy I was if I could forget To remember how sad I am Would be an easy adversity But the recollecting of Bloom
Some keep the Sabbath going to Ch… I keep it, staying at Home— With a Bobolink for a Chorister— And an Orchard, for a Dome— Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice…
564 My period had come for Prayer— No other Art—would do— My Tactics missed a rudiment— Creator—Was it you?
596 When I was small, a Woman died— Today—her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac— His face all Victory
To my quick ear the leaves conferr… The bushes they were bells; I could not find a privacy From Nature’s sentinels. In cave if I presumed to hide,
396 There is a Languor of the Life More imminent than Pain— ’Tis Pain’s Successor—When the S… Has suffered all it can—
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
