#AmericanWriters
599 There is a pain—so utter— It swallows substance up— Then covers the Abyss with Trance… So Memory can step
603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—
40 When I count the seeds That are sown beneath, To bloom so, bye and bye— When I con the people
474 They put Us far apart— As separate as Sea And Her unsown Peninsula— We signified “These see”—
I DIED for beauty, but was scarc… Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
897 How fortunate the Grave— All Prizes to obtain— Successful certain, if at last, First Suitor not in vain.
Before you thought of spring, Except as a surmise, You see, God bless his suddenness… A fellow in the skies Of independent hues,
800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—
984 ’Tis Anguish grander than Delight ’Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again.
489 We pray—to Heaven— We prate—of Heaven— Relate—when Neighbors die— At what o’clock to heaven—they fle…
768 When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood— At a Window facing West— Roughest Air—was good—
58 Delayed till she had ceased to kno… Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay— An hour behind the fleeting breath…