#AmericanWriters
I started Early– Took my Dog – And visited the Sea - The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me - And Frigates - in the Upper Floo…
74 A Lady red—amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily sleeps!
Me! Come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me! Hear! My foreign ear The sounds of welcome near! The saints shall meet
825 An Hour is a Sea Between a few, and me— With them would Harbor be—
Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds
933 Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words
The Devil—had he fidelity Would be the best friend— Because he has ability— But Devils cannot mend— Perfidy is the virtue
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—
1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—
I know a place where summer strive… With such a practised frost, She each year leads her daisies ba… Recording briefly, ‘Lost.’ But when the south wind stirs the…
49 I never lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod. Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
575 “Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn,
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—