#AmericanWriters
Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselv… And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
108 Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit—Life!
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
27 Morns like these—we parted— Noons like these—she rose— Fluttering first—then firmer To her fair repose.
The day came slow, till five o’clo… Then sprang before the hills, Like hindered rubies, or the light… A sudden musket spills. The purple could not keep the east…
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
634 You’ll know Her—by Her Foot— The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers—where the Toes shoul… Would more affront the Sand—
467 We do not play on Graves— Because there isn’t Room— Besides—it isn’t even—it slants And People come—
556 The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly—and true— But let a Splinter swerve— ’Twere easier for You—
The dying need but little, dear,— A glass of water’s all, A flower’s unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A fan, perhaps, a friend’s regret,
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat
LXVI WHEN I hoped I feared, Since I hoped I dared; Everywhere alone As a church remain;
XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
912 Peace is a fiction of our Faith— The Bells a Winter Night Bearing the Neighbor out of Sound That never did alight.
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,