Best Things dwell out of Sight (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Best Things dwell out of Sight The Pearl -- the Just -- Our Thought. Most shun the Public Air Legitimate, ...
Best Things dwell out of Sight The Pearl -- the Just -- Our Thought. Most shun the Public Air Legitimate, ...
Through those old Grounds of memory, The sauntering alone Is a divine intemperance A prudent man would shun. Of liquors ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
My dear old father, who always loved me the same; my dear old father I lament who died the day ...
WIFE and servant are the same, But only differ in the name : For when that fatal knot is ty'd, ...
God made the wicked Grocer For a mystery and a sign, That men might shun the awful shops And go ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
Come, my darling, let us dance To the moon that beckons us To dissolve our love in trance Heedless of ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
Come, my darling, let us dance To the moon that beckons us To dissolve our love in trance Heedless of ...
If dead, we cease to be ; if total gloom Swallow up life's brief flash for aye, we fare As ...
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe. All mimsy were the borogoves, And the ...
When once the sun sinks in the west, And dewdrops pearl the evening's breast; Almost as pale as moonbeams are, ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call ...
Oh, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy ...
O, thy bright eyes must answer now, When Reason, with a scornful brow, Is mocking at my overthrow! O, thy ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
It was not when temptation came, Swiftly and blastingly as flame, And seared me white with burning scars; When I ...
'Tis done---and shivering in the gale The bark unfurls her snowy sail; And whistling o'er the bending mast, Loud sings ...
I would I were a careless child, Still dwelling in my highland cave, Or roaming through the dusky wild, Or ...
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