#AmericanWriters
30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?
72 Glowing is her Bonnet, Glowing is her Cheek, Glowing is her Kirtle, Yet she cannot speak.
370 Heaven is so far of the Mind That were the Mind dissolved— The Site—of it—by Architect Could not again be proved—
1068 Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass.
Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar
168 If the foolish, call them “flowers… Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants “Classify” them It is just as well!
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
Revolution is the Pod Systems rattle from When the Winds of Will are stirre… Excellent is Bloom But except its Russet Base
982 No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence
525 I think the Hemlock likes to stan… Upon a Marge of Snow— It suits his own Austerity— And satisfies an awe
’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
690 Victory comes late— And is held low to freezing lips— Too rapt with frost To take it—
XXVIII A CHARM invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled.