Death Sets A Thing Significant By Emily Dickinson

Death sets a thing significant The eye had hurried by, Except a perished creature Entreat us tenderly To ponder little workmanships In crayon or in…

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The Show Is Not The Show By Emily Dickinson

The Show is not the Show But they that go — Menagerie to me My Neighbor be — Fair Play — Both went to see…

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The Sunrise Runs For By Emily Dickinson

The Sunrise runs for Both — The East — Her Purple Troth Keeps with the Hill — The Noon unwinds Her Blue Till One Breadth…

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The World Feels Dusty By Emily Dickinson

The World — feels Dusty When We stop to Die — We want the Dew — then — Honors — taste dry — Flags —…

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These Are The Days That By Emily Dickinson

These are the days that Reindeer love And pranks the Northern star — This is the Sun’s objective, And Finland of the Year. ~ –…

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This Was A Poet It Is By Emily Dickinson

This was a Poet — It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species That perished…

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To Disappear Enhances By Emily Dickinson

To disappear enhances — The Man that runs away Is tinctured for an instant With Immortality But yesterday a Vagrant — Today in Memory lain…

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To Undertake Is To By Emily Dickinson

To undertake is to achieve Be Undertaking blent With fortitude of obstacle And toward encouragement That fine Suspicion, Natures must Permitted to revere Departed Standards…

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Unto The Whole How By Emily Dickinson

Unto the Whole — how add? Has “All” a further realm — Or Utmost an Ulterior? Oh, Subsidy of Balm! ~ – Emily Dickinson

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We Never Know How High By Emily Dickinson

We never know how high we are Till we are asked to rise And then if we are true to plan Our statures touch the…

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To Know Just How He By Emily Dickinson

To know just how He suffered — would be dear — To know if any Human eyes were near To whom He could entrust His…

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I Cannot Live With You By Emily Dickinson

I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf The sexton keeps the key to, Putting up…

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The Soul’s Distinct By Emily Dickinson

The Soul’s distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity — As Lightning on a Landscape Exhibits Sheets of Place —…

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The Treason Of An Accent By Emily Dickinson

The Treason of an accent Might Ecstasy transfer — Of her effacing Fathom Is no Recoverer — — The Treason of an Accent Might vilify…

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There Comes An Hour When By Emily Dickinson

There comes an hour when begging stops, When the long interceding lips Perceive their prayer is vain. “Thou shalt not” is a kinder sword Than…

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They Have A Little Odor By Emily Dickinson

They have a little Odor — that to me Is metre — nay — ’tis melody — And spiciest at fading — indicate — A…

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Those Not Live Yet By Emily Dickinson

Those not live yet Who doubt to live again — “Again” is of a twice But this — is one — The Ship beneath the…

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To Help Our Bleaker By Emily Dickinson

To help our Bleaker Parts Salubrious Hours are given Which if they do not fir for Earth Drill silently for Heaven — ~ – Emily…

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Tried Always And By Emily Dickinson

Tried always and Condemned by thee Permit me this reprieve That dying I may earn the look For which I cease to live — ~…

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Water, Is Taught By By Emily Dickinson

Water, is taught by thirst. Land — by the Oceans passed. Transport — by throe — Peace — by its battles told — Love, by…

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We Talked As Girls Do By Emily Dickinson

We talked as Girls do — Fond, and late — We speculated fair, on every subject, but the Grave — Of ours, none affair —…

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What Care The Dead, For By Emily Dickinson

What care the Dead, for Chanticleer — What care the Dead for Day? ‘Tis late your Sunrise vex their face — And Purple Ribaldry —…

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If You Were Coming In The Fall By Emily Dickinson

If you were coming in the fall, I’d brush the summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As housewives do a fly….

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The Spirit Lasts But By Emily Dickinson

The Spirit lasts — but in what mode — Below, the Body speaks, But as the Spirit furnishes — Apart, it never talks — The…

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The Waters Chased Him As By Emily Dickinson

The waters chased him as he fled, Not daring look behind — A billow whispered in his Ear, “Come home with me, my friend —…

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There Is Another By Emily Dickinson

There is another Loneliness That many die without — Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But nature, sometimes, sometimes thought And…

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This Chasm, Sweet, Upon By Emily Dickinson

This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life I mention it to you, When Sunrise through a fissure drop The Day must follow too. If we demur,…

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Time’s Wily Chargers By Emily Dickinson

Time’s wily Chargers will not wait At any Gate but Woe’s — But there — so gloat to hesitate They will not stir for blows…

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To Own The Art Within By Emily Dickinson

To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain Is an unfurnished Circumstance Possession is…

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Two Travellers Perishing By Emily Dickinson

Two Travellers perishing in Snow The Forests as they froze Together heard them strengthening Each other with the words That Heaven if Heaven — must…

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We Don’t Cry Tim And By Emily Dickinson

We don’t cry — Tim and I, We are far too grand — But we bolt the door tight To prevent a friend — Then…

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We Shun It Ere It Comes, By Emily Dickinson

We shun it ere it comes, Afraid of Joy, Then sue it to delay And lest it fly, Beguile it more and more — May…

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Each Life Converges To Some Centre By Emily Dickinson

Each life converges to some centre Expressed or still; Exists in every human nature A goal, Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be, Too fair…

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The Skies Can’t Keep By Emily Dickinson

The Skies can’t keep their secret! They tell it to the Hills — The Hills just tell the Orchards — And they — the Daffodils!…

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The Sun Went Down No By Emily Dickinson

The Sun went down — no Man looked on — The Earth and I, alone, Were present at the Majesty — He triumphed, and went…

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Their Dappled By Emily Dickinson

Their dappled importunity Disparage or dismiss — The Obloquies of Etiquette Are obsolete to Bliss — ~ – Emily Dickinson

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These Saw Visions By Emily Dickinson

These — saw Visions — Latch them softly — These — held Dimples — Smooth them slow — This — addressed departing accents — Quick…

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This Was In The White Of By Emily Dickinson

This was in the White of the Year — That — was in the Green — Drifts were as difficult then to think As Daisies…

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To Do A Magnanimous By Emily Dickinson

To do a magnanimous thing And take oneself by surprise If oneself is not in the habit of him Is precisely the finest of Joys…

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To Venerate The Simple By Emily Dickinson

To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I, They may take the trifle Termed…

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Unworthy Of Her Breast By Emily Dickinson

Unworthy of her Breast Though by that scathing test What Soul survive? By her exacting light How counterfeit the white We chiefly have! ~ –…

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We Outgrow Love, Like By Emily Dickinson

We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer — Till it an Antique fashion shows — Like Costumes Grandsires wore. ~…

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To Interrupt His Yellow By Emily Dickinson

To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere — And even when the Snow Heaves Balls of Specks, like…

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I Had Been Hungry All The Years By Emily Dickinson

I had been hungry all the years- My noon had come, to dine- I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. ‘T…

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The Spider As An Artist By Emily Dickinson

The Spider as an Artist Has never been employed — Though his surpassing Merit Is freely certified By every Broom and Bridget Throughout a Christian…

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The Trees Like Tassels By Emily Dickinson

The Trees like Tassels — hit — and swung — There seemed to rise a Tune From Miniature Creatures Accompanying the Sun — Far Psalteries…

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There Is A Flower That By Emily Dickinson

There is a flower that Bees prefer — And Butterflies — desire — To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming Bird — aspire — And…

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They Might Not Need Me By Emily Dickinson

They might not need me — yet they might — I’ll let my Heart be just in sight — A smile so small as mine…

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Through Lane It Lay By Emily Dickinson

Through lane it lay — through bramble — Through clearing and through wood — Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road. The wolf came…

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To Lose Thee Sweeter By Emily Dickinson

To lose thee — sweeter than to gain All other hearts I knew. ‘Tis true the drought is destitute, But then, I had the dew!…

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Triumph May Be Of By Emily Dickinson

Triumph — may be of several kinds — There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator — Death — By Faith ~ – Emily…

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Wait Till The Majesty Of By Emily Dickinson

Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it now! Wait till in Everlasting…

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We Shun Because We Prize By Emily Dickinson

We shun because we prize her Face Lest sight’s ineffable disgrace Our Adoration stain ~ – Emily Dickinson

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A Bird Came Down The Walk By Emily Dickinson

A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw. And then…

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I Never Saw A Moor By Emily Dickinson

I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet know I how the heather looks, And what a wave must be. I never…

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The Summer That We Did By Emily Dickinson

The Summer that we did not prize, Her treasures were so easy Instructs us by departing now And recognition lazy — Bestirs itself — puts…

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The Whole Of It Came Not By Emily Dickinson

The Whole of it came not at once — ‘Twas Murder by degrees — A Thrust — and then for Life a chance — The…

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There Is No Frigate Like A Book By Emily Dickinson

There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the…

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This Consciousness That By Emily Dickinson

This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself alone Is traversing the interval…

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Time Does Go On By Emily Dickinson

Time does go on — I tell it gay to those who suffer now — They shall survive — There is a sun — They…

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