#AmericanWriters
625 ’Twas a long Parting—but the time For Interview—had Come— Before the Judgment Seat of God— The last—and second time
397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—
649 Her Sweet turn to leave the Homes… Came the Darker Way— Carriages—Be Sure—and Guests—too… But for Holiday
777 The Loneliness One dare not sound… And would as soon surmise As in its Grave go plumbing To ascertain the size—
913 And this of all my Hopes This, is the silent end Bountiful colored, my Morning ros… Early and sere, its end
675 Essential Oilsare wrung The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Sunsalone It is the gift of Screws
857 Uncertain lease—develops lustre On Time Uncertain Grasp, appreciation Of Sum—
9 Through lane it lay—through brambl… Through clearing and through wood— Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road.
78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—
653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—
734 If He were living—dare I ask— And how if He be dead— And so around the Words I went— Of meeting them—afraid—
357 God is a distant—stately Lover— Woos, as He states us—by His Son… Verily, a Vicarious Courtship— “Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were su…
539 The Province of the Saved Should be the Art—To save— Through Skill obtained in Themsel… The Science of the Grave
158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?
135 Water, is taught by thirst. Land—by the Oceans passed. Transport—by throe— Peace—by its battles told—