Emily Dickinson Poems
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Emily Dickinson
Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night
Had scarcely deigned to lie --
When, stirring, for Belief's delight,
My Bride had slipped away --
If 'twas a Dream -- made solid -- just
The Heaven to confirm --
Or if Myself were dreamed of Her --
The power to presume --
With Him remain -- who unto Me --
Gave -- even as to All --
A Fiction...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Death is a Dialogue between
The Spirit and the Dust.
"Dissolve" says Death -- The Spirit "Sir
I have another Trust" --
Death doubts it -- Argues from the Ground --
The Spirit turns away
Just laying off for evidence
An Overcoat of Clay....Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Water makes many Beds
For those averse to sleep --
Its awful chamber open stands --
Its Curtains blandly sweep --
Abhorrent is the Rest
In undulating Rooms
Whose Amplitude no end invades --
Whose Axis never comes....Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
I can't tell you -- but you feel it --
Nor can you tell me --
Saints, with ravished slate and pencil
Solve our April Day!
Sweeter than a vanished frolic
From a vanished green!
Swifter than the hoofs of Horsemen
Round a Ledge of dream!
Modest, let us walk among it
With our faces veiled --
As they say polite Archangels
Do in meeting God!
Not for me -- to...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
In Winter in my Room
I came upon a Worm --
Pink, lank and warm --
But as he was a worm
And worms presume
Not quite with him at home --
Secured him by a string
To something neighboring
And went along.
A Trifle afterward
A thing occurred
I'd not believe it if I heard
But state with creeping blood --
A snake with mottles rare
Surveyed my chamber floor
In feature as...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Of Paul and Silas it is said
There were in Prison laid
But when they went to take them out
They were not there instead.
Security the same insures
To our assaulted Minds --
The staple must be optional
That an Immortal binds....Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?
I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot --
For yet to buy another Pair
Is possible,
At any store --
But Bliss, is sold just once.
The Patent lost
None buy it any more --
Say, Foot, decide the point --
The Lady cross, or not?
Verdict for Boot!...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
The Soul that hath a Guest
Doth seldom go abroad --
Diviner Crowd at Home --
Obliterate the need --
And Courtesy forbid
A Host's departure when
Upon Himself be visiting
The Emperor of Men --...Read more of this...
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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 whoso it befall
Is richer than could be revealed
By mortal numeral --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
I felt a Cleaving in my Mind --
As if my Brain had split --
I tried to match it -- Seam by Seam --
But could not make it fit.
The thought behind, I strove to join
Unto the thought before --
But Sequence ravelled out of Sound
Like Balls -- upon a Floor....Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
A first Mute Coming --
In the Stranger's House --
A first fair Going --
When the Bells rejoice --
A first Exchange -- of
What hath mingled -- been --
For Lot -- exhibited to
Faith -- alone --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Nor Mountain hinder Me
Nor Sea --
Who's Baltic --
Who's Cordillera?...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
These are the Signs to Nature's Inns --
Her invitation broad
To Whosoever famishing
To taste her mystic Bread --
These are the rites of Nature's House --
The Hospitality
That opens with an equal width
To Beggar and to Bee
For Sureties of her staunch Estate
Her undecaying Cheer
The Purple in the East is set
And in the North, the Star --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
If I shouldn't be alive
When the Robins come,
Give the one in Red Cravat,
A Memorial crumb.
If I couldn't thank you,
Being fast asleep,
You will know I'm trying
Why my Granite lip!...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
The Devil -- had he fidelity
Would be the best friend --
Because he has ability --
But Devils cannot mend --
Perfidy is the virtue
That would but he resign
The Devil -- without question
Were thoroughly divine...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
All that I do
Is in review
To his enamored mind
I know his eye
Where e'er I ply
Is pushing close behind
Not any Port
Nor any flight
But he doth there preside
What omnipresence lies in wait
For her to be a Bride...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
The Bobolink is gone --
The Rowdy of the Meadow --
And no one swaggers now but me --
The Presbyterian Birds
Can now resume the Meeting
He boldly interrupted that overflowing Day
When supplicating mercy
In a portentous way
He swung upon the Decalogue
And shouted let us pray --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
The earth has many keys,
Where melody is not
Is the unknown peninsula.
Beauty is nature's fact.
But witness for her land,
And witness for her sea,
The cricket is her utmost
Of elegy to me....Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
She laid her docile Crescent down
And this confiding Stone
Still states to Dates that have forgot
The News that she is gone --
So constant to its stolid trust,
The Shaft that never knew --
It shames the Constancy that fled
Before its emblem flew --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Lives he in any other world
My faith cannot reply
Before it was imperative
'Twas all distinct to me --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Belshazzar had a Letter --
He never had but one --
Belshazzar's Correspondent
Concluded and begun
In that immortal Copy
The Conscience of us all
Can read without its Glasses
On Revelation's Wall --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Best Gains -- must have the Losses' Test --
To constitute them -- Gains --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
You'll find -- it when you try to die --
The Easier to let go --
For recollecting such as went --
You could not spare -- you know.
And though their places somewhat filled --
As did their Marble names
With Moss -- they never grew so full --
You chose the newer names --
And when this World -- sets further back --
As Dying --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
I was a Phoebe -- nothing more --
A Phoebe -- nothing less --
The little note that others dropt
I fitted into place --
I dwelt too low that any seek --
Too shy, that any blame --
A Phoebe makes a little print
Upon the Floors of Fame --...Read more of this...
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Emily Dickinson
Of this is Day composed
A morning and a noon
A Revelry unspeakable
And then a gay unknown
Whose Pomps allure and spurn
And dower and deprive
And penury for Glory
Remedilessly leave....Read more of this...