#AmericanWriters
969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—
610 You’ll find—it when you try to die… The Easier to let go— For recollecting such as went— You could not spare—you know.
930 There is a June when Corn is cut And Roses in the Seed— A Summer briefer than the first But tenderer indeed
66 So from the mould Scarlet and Gold Many a Bulb will rise— Hidden away, cunningly, From saga…
There is another Loneliness That many die without - Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But nature, sometimes, sometimes t…
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
423 The Months have ends—the Years—a… No Power can untie To stretch a little further A Skein of Misery—
136 Have you got a Brook in your litt… Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drin… And shadows tremble so—
952 A Man may make a Remark— In itself—a quiet thing That may furnish the Fuse unto a… In dormant nature—lain—
Me! Come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me! Hear! My foreign ear The sounds of welcome near! The saints shall meet
The Beggar at the Door for Fame Were easily supplied But Bread is that Diviner thing Disclosed to be denied
385 Smiling back from Coronation May be Luxury— On the Heads that started with us… Being’s Peasantry—
901 Sweet, to have had them lost For news that they be saved— The nearer they departed Us The nearer they, restored,
164 Mama never forgets her birds, Though in another tree— She looks down just as often And just as tenderly
‘Faithful to the end’ Amended From the Heavenly Clause - Constancy with a Proviso Constancy abhors - ‘Crowns of Life’ are servile Priz…