Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine (Emily Dickinson Poems)
1Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine,Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine!Oh the Earth was made ...
1Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine,Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine!Oh the Earth was made ...
The day came slow, till five o'clockThen sprang before the hillsLike hindered rubies, or the lightA sudden musket spillsThe purple ...
'T was a long parting, but the time For interview had come;Before the judgment-seat of God,The last and second time ...
121As Watchers hang upon the East,As Beggars revel at a feastBy savory Fancy spread -As brooks in deserts babble sweetOn ...
133As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"And then reluctant turn -My flowers raise their pretty lips -Then put their nightgowns ...
778This that would greet-an hour ago-Is quaintest Distance-now-Had it a Guest from Paradise-Nor glow, would it, nor bow-Had it a ...
This that would greet -- an hour ago -- Is quaintest Distance -- now -- Had it a Guest from ...
The Soul should always stand ajar That if the Heaven inquire He will not be obliged to wait Or shy ...
The Soul that hath a Guest Doth seldom go abroad -- Diviner Crowd at Home -- Obliterate the need -- ...
The Robin is a Gabriel In humble circumstances -- His Dress denotes him socially, Of Transport's Working Classes -- He ...
The Day came slow -- till Five o'clock -- Then sprang before the Hills Like Hindered Rubies -- or the ...
I showed her Heights she never saw -- "Would'st Climb," I said? She said -- "Not so" -- "With me ...
He was my host -- he was my guest, I never to this day If I invited him could tell, ...
Guest am I to have Light my northern room Why to cordiality so averse to come Other friends adjourn Other ...
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night" And then reluctant turn -- My flowers raise their pretty lips -- Then ...
As Watchers hang upon the East, As Beggars revel at a feast By savory Fancy spread -- As brooks in ...
As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away -- Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy -- A Quietness ...
Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is ...
The Guest is gold and crimson -- An Opal guest and gray -- Of Ermine is his doublet -- His ...
Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine, Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine! Oh the Earth ...
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