#AmericanWriters
752 So the Eyes accost’—and sunder In an Audience’— Stamped’—occasionally’—forever’— So may Countenance
218 Is it true, dear Sue? Are there two? I shouldn’t like to come For fear of joggling Him!
969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
239 “Heaven”—is what I cannot reach! The Apple on the Tree— Provided it do hopeless—hang— That—"He aven" is—to Me!
301 I reason, Earth is short— And Anguish—absolute— And many hurt, But, what of that?
412 I read my sentence—steadily— Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause—
25 She slept beneath a tree— Remembered but by me. I touched her Cradle mute— She recognized the foot—
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
XXIV WHETHER my bark went down at se… Whether she met with gales, Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails;
573 The Test of Love—is Death— Our Lord—"so loved"—it saith— What Largest Lover—hath Another—doth—
591 To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere— And even when the Snow
Dying at my music! Bubble! Bubble! Hold me till the Octave’s run! Quick! Burst the Windows! Ritardando!
LXII A DROP fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh.
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails—