#AmericanWriters
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
433 Knows how to forget! But could It teach it? Easiest of Arts, they say When one learn how
331 While Asters— On the Hill— Their Everlasting fashions—set— And Covenant Gentians—Frill!
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
715 The World—feels Dusty When We stop to Die— We want the Dew—then— Honors—taste dry—
515 No Crowd that has occurred Exhibit—I suppose That General Attendance That Resurrection—does—
A Word dropped careless on a Page May stimulate an eye When folded in perpetual seam The Wrinkled Maker lie Infection in the sentence breeds
They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped…
Immured in Heaven! What a Cell! Let every Bondage be, Thou sweetest of the Universe, Like that which ravished thee!
XLVIII THOUGH I get home how late, how… So I get home, ’t will compensate… Better will be the ecstasy That they have done expecting me,
All men for Honor hardest work But are not known to earn - Paid after they have ceased to wor… In Infamy or Urn -
569 I reckon—when I count at all— First—Poets—Then the Sun— Then Summer—Then the Heaven of G… And then—the List is done—
“Why do I love” You, Sir? Because’— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer’—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place.
XXVII BECAUSE I could not stop for D… He kindly stopped for me— The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality.
372 I know lives, I could miss Without a Misery— Others—whose instant’s wanting— Would be Eternity—