#AmericanWriters
397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—
XLVIII THOUGH I get home how late, how… So I get home, ’t will compensate… Better will be the ecstasy That they have done expecting me,
731 “I want”—it pleaded—All its life— I want—was chief it said When Skill entreated it—the last— And when so newly dead—
That only lasts an hour How much '— how little '— is Within our power
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
Whole Gulfs– of Red, and Fleets… And Crews– of solid Blood – Did place upon the West– Tonight… As ’twere specific Ground - And They– appointed Creatures –
523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—
546 To fill a Gap Insert the Thing that caused it— Block it up With Other—and 'twill yawn the mo…
571 Must be a Woe— A loss or so— To bend the eye Best Beauty’s way—
351 I felt my life with both my hands To see if it was there— I held my spirit to the Glass, To prove it possibler—
632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—
956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?
38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!