#AmericanWriters
669 No Romance sold unto Could so enthrall a Man As the perusal of His Individual One—
Elysium is as far as to The very nearest Room If in that Room a Friend await Felicity or Doom— What fortitude the Soul contains
Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird —reach it! Curve by Curve —Sweep by Sweep — Round the Steep Air — Danger! What is that to Her?
364 The Morning after Woe— ’Tis frequently the Way— Surpasses all that rose before— For utter Jubilee—
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
966 All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One— All forsook, for just a Stranger’… New Accompanying—
598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and… Three times—He would not go— But strove to stir the lifeless F… The Waters—strove to stay.
Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou come As, till the Bee Blossoms stand negative,
882 A Shade upon the mind there passe… As when on Noon A Cloud the mighty Sun encloses Remembering
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
A lane of Yellow led the eye Unto a Purple Wood Whose soft inhabitants to be Surpasses solitude If Bird the silence contradict
824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…
168 If the foolish, call them “flowers… Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants “Classify” them It is just as well!
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
“Speech”'—is a prank of Parliamen… “Tears”'—is a trick of the nerve’— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn’t’—always’—move’—