#AmericanWriters
803 Who Court obtain within Himself Sees every Man a King— And Poverty of Monarchy Is an interior thing—
740 You taught me Waiting with Myself… Appointment strictly kept’— You taught me fortitude of Fate’— This’—also’—I have learnt’—
443 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl— Life’s little duties do—precisely— As the very least Were infinite—to me—
Part One: Life XXXV I CAN wade grief, Whole pools of it,— I ’m used to that.
On this wondrous sea Sailing silently, Ho! Pilot, ho! Knowest thou the shore Where no breakers roar—
Tell all the Truth but tell it sl… Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth’s superb surprise As Lightning to the Children ease…
447 Could—I do more—for Thee— Wert Thou a Bumble Bee— Since for the Queen, have I— Nought but Bouquet?
267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!
That only lasts an hour How much '— how little '— is Within our power
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—
XXXIV WHO never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind.
Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which…
It stole along so stealthy Suspicion it was done Was dim as to the wealthy Beginning not to own -
A lane of Yellow led the eye Unto a Purple Wood Whose soft inhabitants to be Surpasses solitude If Bird the silence contradict