#AmericanWriters
476 I meant to have but modest needs— Such as Content—and Heaven— Within my income—these could lie And Life and I—keep even—
867 Escaping backward to perceive The Sea upon our place— Escaping forward, to confront His glittering Embrace—
393 Did Our Best Moment last— ‘Twould supersede the Heaven— A few—and they by Risk—procure— So this Sort—are not given—
The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;
MINE enemy is growing old, I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, Let him be quick, the viand flits,
808 So set its Sun in Thee What Day be dark to me— What Distance—far— So I the Ships may see
672 The Future—never spoke— Nor will He—like the Dumb— Reveal by sign—a syllable Of His Profound To Come—
497 He strained my faith— Did he find it supple? Shook my strong trust— Did it then—yield?
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
801 I play at Riches’—to appease The Clamoring for Gold’— It kept me from a Thief, I think, For often, overbold
The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ‘T were easier for you To put the water back
226 Should you but fail at—Sea— In sight of me— Or doomed lie— Next Sun—to die—
A still – Volcano – Life – That flickered in the night – When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight – A quiet – Earthquake Style –
625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time
816 A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.