#AmericanWriters
439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—
It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bell… Put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh
773 Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself— At first—a scant nutrition— An insufficient Loaf—
646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—
146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—
165 A Wounded Deer—leaps highest— I’ve heard the Hunter tell— ’Tis but the Ecstasy of death— And then the Brake is still!
869 Because the Bee may blameless hum For Thee a Bee do I become List even unto Me. Because the Flowers unafraid
437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech
573 The Test of Love—is Death— Our Lord—"so loved"—it saith— What Largest Lover—hath Another—doth—
My Garden’—like the Beach’— Denotes there be’—a Sea’— That’s Summer’— Such as These’—the Pearls She fetches’—such as Me
916 His Feet are shod with Gauze— His Helmet, is of Gold, His Breast, a Single Onyx With Chrysophrase, inlaid.
XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.
828 The Robin is the One That interrupt the Morn With hurried—few—express Reports When March is scarcely on—