I’ll clutch-and clutch (Emily Dickinson Poems)
427I'll clutch-and clutch-Next-One-Might be the golden touch-Could take it-Diamonds-Wait-I'm diving-just a little late-But stars-go slow-for night-I'll string you-in fine Necklace-Tiaras-make-of ...
427I'll clutch-and clutch-Next-One-Might be the golden touch-Could take it-Diamonds-Wait-I'm diving-just a little late-But stars-go slow-for night-I'll string you-in fine Necklace-Tiaras-make-of ...
'T is so much joy! 'T is so much joy!If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as ...
329So glad we are-a Stranger'd deem'Twas sorry, that we were-For where the Holiday should beThere publishes a Tear-Nor how Ourselves ...
We shun it ere it comes, Afraid of Joy, Then sue it to delay And lest it fly, Beguile it ...
To do a magnanimous thing And take oneself by surprise If oneself is not in the habit of him Is ...
The Way to know the Bobolink From every other Bird Precisely as the Joy of him -- Obliged to be ...
The Treason of an accent Might Ecstasy transfer -- Of her effacing Fathom Is no Recoverer -- -- The Treason ...
The Morning after Woe -- 'Tis frequently the Way -- Surpasses all that rose before -- For utter Jubilee -- ...
'Twas sorry, that we were -- For where the Holiday should be There publishes a Tear -- Nor how Ourselves ...
Satisfaction -- is the Agent Of Satiety -- Want -- a quiet Commissary For Infinity. To possess, is past the ...
Joy to have merited the Pain -- To merit the Release -- Joy to have perished every step -- To ...
In many and reportless places We feel a Joy -- Reportless, also, but sincere as Nature Or Deity -- It ...
I'll clutch -- and clutch -- Next -- One -- Might be the golden touch -- Could take it -- ...
I think the longest Hour of all Is when the Cars have come -- And we are waiting for the ...
I should have been too glad, I see -- Too lifted -- for the scant degree Of Life's penurious Round ...
I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of ...
How fleet -- how indiscreet an one -- How always wrong is Love -- The joyful little Deity We are ...
His Bill is clasped -- his Eye forsook -- His Feathers wilted low -- The Claws that clung, like lifeless ...
High from the earth I heard a bird, He trod upon the trees As he esteemed them trifles, And then ...
Expanse cannot be lost -- Not Joy, but a Decree Is Deity -- His Scene, Infinity -- Whose rumor's Gate ...
Delayed till she had ceased to know -- Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay -- ...
Consulting summer's clock, But half the hours remain. I ascertain it with a shock -- I shall not look again. ...
A Letter is a joy of Earth -- It is denied the Gods -- (Emily Dickinson)
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork Without a Revery -- And so encountering a Fly This January Day Jamaicas of ...
Went up a year this evening! I recollect it well! Amid no bells nor bravoes The bystanders will tell! Cheerful ...
In snow thou comest -- Thou shalt go with the resuming ground, The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee's ...
If all the griefs I am to have Would only come today, I am so happy I believe They'd laugh ...
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, ...
Many a phrase has the English language -- I have heard but one -- Low as the laughter of the ...
Did life's penurious length Italicize its sweetness, The men that daily live Would stand so deep in joy That it ...
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