#AmericanWriters
70 “Arcturus” is his other name— I’d rather call him “Star.” It’s very mean of Science To go and interfere!
Luck is not chance It’s Toil Fortune’s expensive smile Is earned The Father of the Mine
501 This World is not Conclusion. A Species stands beyond— Invisible, as Music— But positive, as Sound—
958 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flint… Sent various—scattered ways— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze—
142 Whose are the little beds, I aske… Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others… And no one made reply.
705 Suspense—is Hostiler than Death— Death—tho’soever Broad, Is just Death, and cannot increas… Suspense—does not conclude –
811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect
957 As One does Sickness over In convalescent Mind, His scrutiny of Chances By blessed Health obscured—
941 The Lady feeds Her little Bird At rarer intervals— The little Bird would not dissent But meekly recognize
868 They ask but our Delight— The Darlings of the Soil And grant us all their Countenanc… For a penurious smile.
Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
I dwell in Possibility – A fairer House than Prose – More numerous of Windows – Superior – for Doors – Of Chambers as the Cedars –