#AmericanWriters
257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—
714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—
God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv… My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea…
305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—
413 I never felt at Home–Below– And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home–I know– I don’t like Paradise–
574 My first well Day — since many il… I asked to go abroad, And take the Sunshine in my hands… And see the things in Pod —
Safe in their alabaster chambers, Untouched by morning and untouched… Sleep the meek members of the resu… Rafter of satin, and roof of stone… Light laughs the breeze in her cas…
62 “Sown in dishonor”! Ah! Indeed! May this “dishonor” be? If I were half so fine myself
“Sic transit gloria mundi,” “How doth the busy bee,” “Dum vivimus vivamus,” I stay mine enemy! Oh “veni, vidi, vici!”
’Twas comfort in her Dying Room To hear the living Clock— A short relief to have the wind Walk boldly up and knock— Diversion from the Dying Theme
853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West
979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith
After a hundred years Nobody knows the place,— Agony, that enacted there, Motionless as peace. Weeds triumphant ranged,