#AmericanWriters
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men,— Of earl and midge The privilege.
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
485 To make One’s Toilette—after Dea… Has made the Toilette cool Of only Taste we cared to please Is difficult, and still—
55 By Chivalries as tiny, A Blossom, or a Book, The seeds of smiles are planted— Which blossom in the dark.
892 Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstan… ’Tis well the name and age
298 Alone, I cannot be— For Hosts—do visit me— Recordless Company— Who baffle Key—
I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.
547 I’ve seen a Dying Eye Run round and round a Room— In search of Something—as it seem… Then Cloudier become—
You said that I “was Great”'—one… Then “Great” it be’—if that pleas… Or Small’—or any size at all’— Nay’—I’m the size suit Thee’— Tall’—like the Stag’—would that?
244 It is easy to work when the soul i… But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings… Makes work difficult—then—
908 ’Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast T… No Station in the Day? ’Twas not thy wont, to hinder so— Retrieve thine industry—
477 No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed—
451 The Outer—from the Inner Derives its Magnitude— 'Tis Duke, or Dwarf, according As is the Central Mood—