#AmericanWriters
Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
687 I’ll send the feather from my Hat… Who knows—but at the sight of that My Sovereign will relent? As trinket—worn by faded Child—
To lose thee, sweeter than to gain All other hearts I knew. Tis true the drought is destitute But, then, I had the dew! The Caspian has its realms of san…
The Face we choose to miss - Be it but for a Day As absent as a Hundred Years, When it has rode away.
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty Her message is committed
594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—
335 ’Tis not that Dying hurts us so— ’Tis Living—hurts us more— But Dying—is a different way— A Kind behind the Door—
282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—
170 Portraits are to daily faces As an Evening West, To a fine, pedantic sunshine— In a satin Vest!
978 It bloomed and dropt, a Single No… The Flower—distinct and Red— I, passing, thought another Noon Another in its stead
The Soul unto itself Is an imperial friend— Or the most agonizing Spy— An Enemy—could send— Secure against its own—
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
639 My Portion is Defeat—today— A paler luck than Victory— Less Paeans—fewer Bells— The Drums don’t follow Me—with tu…
949 Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle’s Cellar Under the Clover’s Root,
Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away