I learned-at least-what Home could be (Emily Dickinson Poems)
944I learned-at least-what Home could be-How ignorant I had beenOf pretty ways of Covenant-How awkward at the HymnRound our new ...
944I learned-at least-what Home could be-How ignorant I had beenOf pretty ways of Covenant-How awkward at the HymnRound our new ...
499Those fair - fictitious People -The Women - plucked awayFrom our familiar Lifetime -The Men of Ivory -Those Boys and ...
Heaven has different Signs-to me-Sometimes, I think that NoonIs but a symbol of the Place-And when again, at Dawn,A mighty ...
One need not be a chamber to be haunted,One need not be a house;The brain has corridors surpassingMaterial place.Far safer, ...
590Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth -Widths out of the Sun -And look - and shudder, and block ...
The day came slow, till five o'clockThen sprang before the hillsLike hindered rubies, or the lightA sudden musket spillsThe purple ...
Why do I love You, Sir?Because-The Wind does not require the GrassTo answer-Wherefore when He passShe cannot keep Her place.Because ...
559It knew no Medicine-It was not Sickness-then-Nor any need of Surgery-And therefore-'twas not Pain-It moved away the Cheeks-A Dimple at ...
101Will there really be a "Morning"?Is there such a thing as "Day"?Could I see it from the mountainsIf I were ...
72Glowing is her Bonnet,Glowing is her Cheek,Glowing is her Kirtle,Yet she cannot speak.Better as the DaisyFrom the Summer hillVanish unrecordedSave ...
It is an honorable thought, And makes one lift one's hat,As one encountered gentlefolk Upon a daily street,That we've immortal ...
935Death leaves Us homesick, who behind,Except that it is goneAre ignorant of its ConcernAs if it were not born.Through all ...
197Morning-is the place for Dew-Corn-is made at Noon-After dinner light-for flowers-Dukes-for Setting Sun!(Emily Dickinson)
Where bells no more affright the morn -- Where scrabble never comes -- Where very nimble Gentlemen Are forced to ...
Who occupies this House? A Stranger I must judge Since No one know His Circumstance -- 'Tis well the name ...
When I hoped, I recollect Just the place I stood -- At a Window facing West -- Roughest Air -- ...
We pray -- to Heaven -- We prate -- of Heaven -- Relate -- when Neighbors die -- At what ...
To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere -- And even when the Snow ...
Those fair -- fictitious People -- The Women -- plucked away From our familiar Lifetime -- The Men of Ivory ...
This is the place they hoped before, Where I am hoping now. The seed of disappointment grew Within a capsule ...
The Soul's distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity -- As Lightning on a Landscape ...
The Fact that Earth is Heaven -- Whether Heaven is Heaven or not If not an Affidavit Of that specific ...
The Bird her punctual music brings And lays it in its place -- Its place is in the Human Heart ...
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad, There's not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boughs -- ...
Now I knew I lost her -- Not that she was gone -- But Remoteness travelled On her Face and ...
Not in this World to see his face -- Sounds long -- until I read the place Where this -- ...
Morning -- is the place for Dew -- Corn -- is made at Noon -- After dinner light -- for ...
Me -- come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me -- hear! My foreign Ear The sounds of ...
It was a quiet way -- He asked if I was his -- I made no answer of the Tongue ...
It knew no Medicine -- It was not Sickness -- then -- Nor any need of Surgery -- And therefore ...
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