#AmericanWriters
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake
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…
So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed. So satisfied to go
1068 Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass.
289 I know some lonely Houses off the… A Robber’d like the look of— Wooden barred, And Windows hanging low,
March is the Month of Expectation… The things we do not know - The Persons of prognostication Are coming now - We try to show becoming firmness -
660 ’Tis good—the looking back on Gri… To re-endure a Day— We thought the Mighty Funeral— Of All Conceived Joy—
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,
It stole along so stealthy Suspicion it was done Was dim as to the wealthy Beginning not to own -
729 Alter! When the Hills do— Falter! When the Sun Question if His Glory Be the Perfect One—
371 A precious’—mouldering pleasure’—'… To meet an Antique Book’— In just the Dress his Century wor… A privilege’—I think’—
644 You left me—Sire—two Legacies— A Legacy of Love A Heavenly Father would suffice Had He the offer of—
Whose Pink career may have a clos… Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe and innocence, were meet.
XLVII HEART, we will forget him! You and I, to—night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.