#AmericanWriters
807 Expectation—is Contentment— Gain—Satiety— But Satiety—Conviction Of Necessity
646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—
It dropped so low in my regard I heard it hit the ground, And go to pieces on the stones At bottom of my mind; Yet blamed the fate that fractured…
260 Read—Sweet—how others—strove— Till we—are stouter— What they—renounced— Till we—are less afraid—
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
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.
761 From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance—
All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -
453 Love — thou art high — I cannot climb thee — But, were it Two — Who knows but we —
23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—
742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—
Immured in Heaven! What a Cell! Let every Bondage be, Thou sweetest of the Universe, Like that which ravished thee!
969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—
857 Uncertain lease—develops lustre On Time Uncertain Grasp, appreciation Of Sum—
171 Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it now!