#AmericanWriters
888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—
Whose Pink career may have a clos… Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe and innocence, were meet.
825 An Hour is a Sea Between a few, and me— With them would Harbor be—
742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—
183 I’ve heard an Organ talk, sometim… In a Cathedral Aisle, And understood no word it said— Yet held my breath, the while—
464 The power to be true to You, Until upon my face The Judgment push his Picture— Presumptuous of Your Place—
XXXI I FOUND the phrase to every tho… I ever had, but one; And that defies me,—as a hand Did try to chalk the sun
545 ’Tis One by One—the Father count… And then a Tract between Set Cypherless—to teach the Eye The Value of its Ten—
The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in… But no Man heard Him cry— He offers His Berry, just the sam… To Partridge—and to Boy— He sometimes holds upon the Fence…
377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
One need not be a chamber to be ha… One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. Far safer, of a midnight meeting
She could not live upon the Past The Present did not know her And so she sought this sweet at la… And nature gently owned her The mother that has not a knell
323 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand—
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,
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine