A Spider sewed at Night (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Spider sewed at Night Without a Light Upon an Arc of White. If Ruff it was of Dame Or ...
A Spider sewed at Night Without a Light Upon an Arc of White. If Ruff it was of Dame Or ...
The Rose did caper on her cheek -- Her Bodice rose and fell -- Her pretty speech -- like drunken ...
Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity -- Unable they that love -- ...
The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go -- The Crocus -- til she rises The Vassal of ...
I am alive -- I guess -- The Branches on my Hand Are full of Morning Glory -- And at ...
The Soul's Superior instants Occur to Her -- alone -- When friend -- and Earth's occasion Have infinite withdrawn -- ...
"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee," "Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy! Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" ...
Because I could not stop for Death He kindly stopped for me The Carriage held but just Ourselves And Immortality. ...
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