#AmericanWriters
866 Fame is the tine that Scholars le… Upon their Setting Names— The Iris not of Occident That disappears as comes—
100 A science—so the Savants say, “Comparative Anatomy”— By which a single bone— Is made a secret to unfold
872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased
597 It always felt to me—a wrong To that Old Moses—done— To let him see—the Canaan— Without the entering—
601 A still—Volcano—Life— That flickered in the night— When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight—
30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?
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”?
890 From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone
751 My Worthiness is all my Doubt— His Merit—all my fear— Contrasting which, my quality Do lowlier—appear—
781 To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—
The only ghost I ever saw Was dressed in mechlin,—so; He wore no sandal on his foot, And stepped like flakes of snow. His gait was soundless, like the b…
Remorse– is Memory– awake - Her Parties all astir - A Presence of Departed Acts - At window– and at Door – Its Past - set down before the S…
433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how
Nature the gentlest mother is, Impatient of no child, The feeblest of the waywardest. Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…