#AmericanWriters
We grow accustomed to the Dark - When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the La… To witness her Goodbye - A Moment - We uncertain step
Warm in her Hand these accents li… While faithful and afar The Grace so awkward for her sake Its fond subjection wear -
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…
527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way
475 Doom is the House without the Doo… ’Tis entered from the Sun— And then the Ladder’s thrown away… Because Escape—is done—
Wild Nights! Wild Nights! Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds
118 My friend attacks my friend! Oh Battle picturesque! Then I turn Soldier too, And he turns Satirist!
753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…
156 You love me—you are sure— I shall not fear mistake— I shall not cheated wake— Some grinning morn—
Drowning is not so pitiful As the attempt to rise. Three times, 't is said, a sinking… Comes up to face the skies, And then declines forever
153 Dust is the only Secret— Death, the only One You cannot find out all about In his “native town.”
827 The Only News I know Is Bulletins all Day From Immortality. The Only Shows I see—
966 All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One— All forsook, for just a Stranger’… New Accompanying—
157 Musicians wrestle everywhere— All day—among the crowded air I hear the silver strife— And—walking—long before the morn—
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…