Oh give it Motion — deck it sweet (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Oh give it Motion -- deck it sweet With Artery and Vein -- Upon its fastened Lips lay words -- ...
Oh give it Motion -- deck it sweet With Artery and Vein -- Upon its fastened Lips lay words -- ...
Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart ...
Oh Sumptuous moment Slower go That I may gloat on thee -- 'Twill never be the same to starve Now ...
Oh what a Grace is this, What Majesties of Peace, That having breathed The fine -- ensuing Right Without Diminuet ...
Of whom so dear The name to hear Illumines with a Glow As intimate -- as fugitive As Sunset on ...
Of Yellow was the outer Sky In Yellower Yellow hewn Till Saffron in Vermilion slid Whose seam could not be ...
Of this is Day composed A morning and a noon A Revelry unspeakable And then a gay unknown Whose Pomps ...
Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? "A Soul has gone to Heaven" I'm answered in a lonesome tone -- ...
Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White -- The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank Of Victors -- designate ...
Of Paradise' existence All we know Is the uncertain certainty -- But its vicinity infer, By its Bisecting Messenger -- ...
Of Paul and Silas it is said There were in Prison laid But when they went to take them out ...
Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually His ...
Of the Heart that goes in, and closes the Door Shall the Playfellow Heart complain Though the Ring is unwhole, ...
Of their peculiar light I keep one ray To clarify the Sight To seek them by -- (Emily Dickinson)
Of Glory not a Beam is left But her Eternal House -- The Asterisk is for the Dead, The Living, ...
Of God we ask one favor, That we may be forgiven -- For what, he is presumed to know -- ...
Of Life to own -- From Life to draw -- But never tough the reservoir -- (Emily Dickinson)
Of Nature I shall have enough When I have entered these Entitled to a Bumble bee's Familiarities. (Emily Dickinson)
Of nearness to her sundered Things The Soul has special times -- When Dimness -- looks the Oddity -- Distinctness ...
Of Bronze -- and Blaze -- The North -- Tonight -- So adequate -- it forms -- So preconcerted with ...
Of Brussels -- it was not -- Of Kidderminster? Nay -- The Winds did buy it of the Woods -- ...
Of Death I try to think like this -- The Well in which they lay us Is but the Likeness ...
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad, There's not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boughs -- ...
Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens -- ...
Not so the infinite Relations -- Below Division is Adhesion's forfeit -- On High Affliction but a Speculation -- And ...
Not that We did, shall be the test When Act and Will are done But what Our Lord infers We ...
Not with a Club, the Heart is broken Nor with a Stone -- A Whip so small you could not ...
Now I knew I lost her -- Not that she was gone -- But Remoteness travelled On her Face and ...
Obtaining but our own Extent In whatsoever Realm -- 'Twas Christ's own personal Expanse That bore him from the Tomb ...
Not knowing when the Dawn will come, I open every Door, Or has it Feathers, like a Bird, Or Billows, ...
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