#AmericanWriters
I started Early– Took my Dog – And visited the Sea - The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me - And Frigates - in the Upper Floo…
918 Only a Shrine, but Mine— I made the Taper shine— Madonna dim, to whom all Feet may… Regard a Nun—
676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—
122 A something in a summer’s Day As slow her flambeaux burn away Which solemnizes me. A something in a summer’s noon—
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely
104 Where I have lost, I softer tread… I sow sweet flower from garden bed… I pause above that vanished head And mourn.
153 Dust is the only Secret— Death, the only One You cannot find out all about In his “native town.”
588 I cried at Pity—not at Pain— I heard a Woman say “Poor Child”—and something in her… Convicted me—of me—
256 If I’m lost—now That I was found— Shall still my transport be— That once—on me—those Jasper Gate…
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
335 ’Tis not that Dying hurts us so— ’Tis Living—hurts us more— But Dying—is a different way— A Kind behind the Door—
155 The Murmur of a Bee A Witchcraft—yieldeth me— If any ask me why— ’Twere easier to die—
223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—
477 No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed—
800 Two—were immortal twice— The privilege of few— Eternity—obtained—in Time— Reversed Divinity’—