#AmericanWriters
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive
XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.
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
We grow accustomed to the Dark - When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the La… To witness her Goodbye - A Moment - We uncertain step
The Clover’s simple Fame Remembered of the Cow - Is better than enameled Realms Of notability. Renown perceives itself
504 You know that Portrait in the Moo… So tell me who ’tis like— The very Brow—the stooping eyes— A fog for—Say—Whose Sake?
44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—
881 I’ve none to tell me to but Thee So when Thou failest, nobody. It was a little tie— It just held Two, nor those it he…
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
761 From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance—
348 I would not paint — a picture — I'd rather be the One It's bright impossibility To dwell — delicious — on —
631 Ourselves were wed one summer’—dea… Your Vision’—was in June’— And when Your little Lifetime fai… I wearied’—too’—of mine’—
894 Of Consciousness, her awful Mate The Soul cannot be rid— As easy the secreting her Behind the Eyes of God.
596 When I was small, a Woman died— Today—her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac— His face all Victory