#AmericanWriters
856 There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves— A leisure of the Future— A Wilderness of Size.
741 Drama’s Vitallest Expression is t… That arise and set about Us— Other Tragedy Perish in the Recitation—
29 If those I loved were lost The Crier’s voice would tell me— If those I loved were found The bells of Ghent would ring—
92 My friend must be a Bird’— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies!
950 The Sunset stopped on Cottages Where Sunset hence must be For treason not of His, but Life’… Gone Westerly, Today—
327 Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see— As other Creatures, that have Eye… And know no other way—
Pink, small, and punctual, Aromatic, low, Covert in April, Candid in May, Dear to the moss,
MINE enemy is growing old, I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, Let him be quick, the viand flits,
872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
453 Love—thou art high— I cannot climb thee— But, were it Two— Who know but we—
775 If Blame be my side’—forfeit Me’— But doom me not to forfeit Thee’— To forfeit Thee? The very name Is sentence from Belief’—and Hous…
340 Is Bliss then, such Abyss, I must not put my foot amiss For fear I spoil my shoe? I’d rather suit my foot
91 So bashful when I spied her! So pretty—so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find—
359 I gained it so— By Climbing slow— By Catching at the Twigs that gro… Between the Bliss—and me—