#AmericanWriters
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
Abraham to kill him Was distinctly told’— Isaac was an Urchin’— Abraham was old’— Not a hesitation’—
40 When I count the seeds That are sown beneath, To bloom so, bye and bye— When I con the people
720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
390 It’s coming—the postponeless Crea… It gains the Block—and now—it gai… Chooses its latch, from all the ot… Enters—with a “You know Me—Sir”?
Why – do they shut Me out of Heav… Did I sing – too loud? But – I can say a little “minor” Timid as a Bird! Wouldn’t the Angels try me –
103 I have a King, who does not speak… So—wondering—thro’ the hours meek I trudge the day away— Half glad when it is night, and sl…
375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—
XVII SHE rose to his requirement, drop… The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.
644 You left me—Sire—two Legacies— A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He the offer of—
158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?
802 Time feels so vast that were it no… For an Eternity— I fear me this Circumference Engross my Finity—
Nature the gentlest mother is, Impatient of no child, The feeblest of the waywardest. Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
60 Like her the Saints retire, In their Chapeaux of fire, Martial as she! Like her the Evenings steal
817 Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host— Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.