#AmericanWriters
631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—
Some Days retired from the rest In soft distinction lie The Day that a Companion came Or was obliged to die
1000 The Fingers of the Light Tapped soft upon the Town With “I am great and cannot wait So therefore let me in.”
’Twas Crisis—All the length had p… That dull—benumbing time There is in Fever or Event— And now the Chance had come— The instant holding in its claw
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
749 All but Death, can be Adjusted— Dynasties repaired— Systems—settled in their Sockets— Citadels—dissolved—
LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”
191 The Skies can’t keep their secret… They tell it to the Hills— The Hills just tell the Orchards— And they—the Daffodils!
We like March, his shoes are purp… He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his comin…
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost
23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—
592 What care the Dead, for Chanticle… What care the Dead for Day? ’Tis late your Sunrise vex their… And Purple Ribaldry—of Morning
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
Remembrance has a Rear and Front… ’Tis something like a House - It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse. Besides the deepest Cellar
XLI THE soul unto itself Is an imperial friend,— Or the most agonizing spy An enemy could send.