#AmericanWriters
A light exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here A color stands abroad
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—
690 Victory comes late— And is held low to freezing lips— Too rapt with frost To take it—
907 Till Death’—is narrow Loving’— The scantest Heart extant Will hold you till your privilege Of Finiteness’—be spent’—
A little bread—a crust—a crumb— A little trust—a demijohn— Can keep the soul alive— Not portly, mind! but breathing—wa… Conscious—as old Napoleon,
567 He gave away his Life— To Us—Gigantic Sum— A trifle—in his own esteem— But magnified—by Fame—
765 You constituted Time— I deemed Eternity A Revelation of Yourself— ’Twas therefore Deity
238 Kill your Balm’—and its Odors ble… Bare your Jessamine’—to the storm… And she will fling her maddest per… Haply’—your Summer night to Charm…
A Sickness of this World it most… When Best Men die. A Wishfulness their far Condition To occupy. A Chief indifference, as Foreign
241 I like a look of Agony, Because I know it’s true— Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate, a Throe—
Love—is that later Thing than Dea… More previous—than Life— Confirms it at its entrance—And Usurps it—of itself— Tastes Death—the first—to hand th…
XVIII READ, sweet, how others strove, Till we are stouter; What they renounced, Till we are less afraid;
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick
To the bright east she flies, Brothers of Paradise Remit her home, Without a change of wings, Or Love’s convenient things,