#AmericanWriters
‘T was just this time last year I… I know I heard the corn, When I was carried by the farms,— It had the tassels on. I thought how yellow it would look
Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it ma…
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
205 I should not dare to leave my frie… Because—because if he should die While I was gone—and I—too late— Should reach the Heart that wante…
The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in… But no Man heard Him cry— He offers His Berry, just the sam… To Partridge—and to Boy— He sometimes holds upon the Fence…
54 If I should die, And you should live— And time should gurgle on— And morn should beam—
655 Without this—there is nought— All other Riches be As is the Twitter of a Bird— Heard opposite the Sea—
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
XV I know some lonely houses off the… A robber ’d like the look of,— Wooden barred, And windows hanging low,
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat
522 Had I presumed to hope— The loss had been to Me A Value—for the Greatness’ Sake— As Giants—gone away—
434 To love thee Year by Year— May less appear Than sacrifice, and cease— However, dear,
863 That Distance was between Us That is not of Mile or Main— The Will it is that situates— Equator—never can—
Nature the gentlest mother is, Impatient of no child, The feeblest of the waywardest. Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive