Me — come! My dazzled face (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Me -- come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me -- hear! My foreign Ear The sounds of ...
Me -- come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me -- hear! My foreign Ear The sounds of ...
Me from Myself -- to banish -- Had I Art -- Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart -- But since ...
Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlasting Hill A Smaller Purple grows -- At sunset, or ...
Midsummer, was it, when They died -- A full, and perfect time -- The Summer closed upon itself In Consummated ...
Mama never forgets her birds, Though in another tree -- She looks down just as often And just as tenderly ...
Many cross the Rhine In this cup of mine. Sip old Frankfort air From my brown Cigar. (Emily Dickinson)
Low at my problem bending, Another problem comes -- Larger than mine -- Serener -- Involving statelier sums. I check ...
Luck is not chance -- It's Toil -- Fortune's expensive smile Is earned -- The Father of the Mine Is ...
Make me a picture of the sun -- So I can hang it in my room -- And make believe ...
Love -- is that later Thing than Death -- More previous -- than Life -- Confirms it at its entrance ...
Love -- thou art high -- I cannot climb thee -- But, were it Two -- Who know but we ...
Love can do all but raise the Dead I doubt if even that From such a giant were withheld Were ...
Love is done when Love's begun, Sages say, But have Sages known? Truth adjourn your Boon Without Day. (Emily Dickinson)
Love reckons by itself -- alone -- "As large as I" -- relate the Sun To One who never felt ...
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle When Summertime is done -- Seems Summer's Recollection And the Affairs of June As infinite ...
Like Time's insidious wrinkle On a beloved Face We clutch the Grace the tighter Though we resent the crease The ...
Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative 'Twas all distinct to me -- ...
Longing is like the Seed That wrestles in the Ground, Believing if it intercede It shall at length be found. ...
Look back on Time, with kindly eyes -- He doubtless did his best -- How softly sinks that trembling sun ...
Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews, But never deemed the dripping prize Awaited their -- low Brows -- ...
Like Men and Women Shadows walk Upon the Hills Today -- With here and there a mighty Bow Or trailing ...
Like Mighty Foot Lights -- burned the Red At Bases of the Trees -- The far Theatricals of Day Exhibiting ...
Lightly stepped a yellow star To its lofty place -- Loosed the Moon her silver hat From her lustral Face ...
Like Brooms of Steel The Snow and Wind Had swept the Winter Street -- The House was hooked The Sun ...
Let Us play Yesterday -- I -- the Girl at school -- You -- and Eternity -- the Untold Tale ...
Life -- is what we make of it -- Death -- we do not know -- Christ's acquaintance with Him ...
Life, and Death, and Giants -- Such as These -- are still -- Minor -- Apparatus -- Hopper of the ...
Lift it -- with the Feathers Not alone we fly -- Launch it -- the aquatic Not the only sea ...
Light is sufficient to itself -- If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours ...
Lest this be Heaven indeed An Obstacle is given That always gauges a Degree Between Ourself and Heaven. (Emily Dickinson)
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