#AmericanWriters
Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.
902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—
732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—
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—
I’m saying every day “If I should be a Queen, tomorrow… I’d do this way — And so I deck, a little, If it be, I wake a Bourbon,
156 You love me—you are sure— I shall not fear mistake— I shall not cheated wake— Some grinning morn—
960 As plan for Noon and plan for Nig… So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective— The Foot upon the Earth
518 Her sweet Weight on my Heart a N… Had scarcely deigned to lie— When, stirring, for Belief’s deli… My Bride had slipped away—
737 The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago— And now she turns Her perfect Fac… Upon the World below—
314 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling— Sometimes—scalps a Tree— Her Green People recollect it When they do not die—
1545 The Bible is an antique Volume— Written by faded men At the suggestion of Holy Spectre… Subjects—Bethlehem&mdash ;
223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—
949 Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle’s Cellar Under the Clover’s Root,
7 The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go— The Crocus—til she rises The Vassal of the snow—
704 672 No matter—now—Sweet— But when I’m Earl— Won’t you wish you’d spoken