We pray — to Heaven (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We pray -- to Heaven -- We prate -- of Heaven -- Relate -- when Neighbors die -- At what ...
We pray -- to Heaven -- We prate -- of Heaven -- Relate -- when Neighbors die -- At what ...
The Daisy follows soft the Sun -- And when his golden walk is done -- Sits shyly at his feet ...
Low at my problem bending, Another problem comes -- Larger than mine -- Serener -- Involving statelier sums. I check ...
For every Bird a Nest -- Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking round -- Wherefore when boughs ...
Shells from the Coast mistaking -- I cherished them for All -- Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl ...
A Tooth upon Our Peace The Peace cannot deface -- Then Wherefore be the Tooth? To vitalize the Grace -- ...
"Why do I love" You, Sir? Because -- The Wind does not require the Grass To answer -- Wherefore when ...
The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially ...
Away, haunt thou me not, Thou vain Philosophy! Little hast thou bestead, Save to perplex the head, And leave the ...
Across the sea, along the shore, In numbers more and ever more, From lonely hut and busy town, The valley ...
Truth is a golden thread, seen here and there In small bright specks upon the visible side Of our strange ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Ah! wherefore should my weeping maid suppress Those gentle signs of undissembled woe? When from soft love proceeds the deep ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
"SISTER, sister, go to bed! Go and rest your weary head." Thus the prudent brother said. "Do you want a ...
Ellen, you were thoughtless once Of beauty or of grace, Simple and homely in attire, Careless of form and face; ...
Come to the banquet -- triumph in your songs! Strike up the chords -- and sing of Victory! The oppressed ...
You may rejoice to think yourselves secure; You may be grateful for the gift divine -- That grace unsought, which ...
You may rejoice to think yourselves secure, You may be grateful for the gift divine, That grace unsought which made ...
'Maiden, thou wert thoughtless once Of beauty or of grace, Simple and homely in attire Careless of form and face. ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
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