#AmericanWriters
168 If the foolish, call them “flowers… Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants “Classify” them It is just as well!
83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune—
I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility
Drowning is not so pitiful As the attempt to rise. Three times, 't is said, a sinking… Comes up to face the skies, And then declines forever
538 ’Tis true—They shut me in the Col… But then—Themselves were warm And could not know the feeling ’tw… Forget it—Lord—of Them—
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—
920 We can but follow to the Sun— As oft as He go down He leave Ourselves a Sphere behin… ’Tis mostly—following—
LVI Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
752 So the Eyes accost’—and sunder In an Audience’— Stamped’—occasionally’—forever’— So may Countenance
107 ’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away!
984 ’Tis Anguish grander than Delight ’Tis Resurrection Pain— The meeting Bands of smitten Face We questioned to, again.
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
836 Truth — is as old as God — His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity —
842 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! Better, to be found, If one care to, that is, The Fox fits the Hound—