If He were living-dare I ask (Emily Dickinson Poems)
734If He were living-dare I ask-And how if He be dead-And so around the Words I went-Of meeting them-afraid-I hinted ...
734If He were living-dare I ask-And how if He be dead-And so around the Words I went-Of meeting them-afraid-I hinted ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Soul's distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity -- As Lightning on a Landscape ...
If He were living -- dare I ask -- And how if He be dead -- And so around the ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
In the secular night you wander around alone in your house. It's two-thirty. Everyone has deserted you, or this is ...
O ROUGH, rude, ready-witted Rankine, The wale o' cocks for fun an' drinkin! There's mony godly folks are thinkin, Your ...
From morning till night it was Lucy's delight To chatter and talk without stopping: There was not a day but ...
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To their Excellencies the Lords Justices of Ireland, The humble petition of Frances Harris, Who must starve and die a ...
Mr. Smiggs was a gentleman, And he lived in London town; His wife she was a good kind soul, And ...
The sudden death of Eugene Carman Put me in line to be promoted to fifty dollars a month, And I ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
At first I suspected something -- She acted so calm and absent-minded. And one day I heard the back door ...
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