Sic transit gloria mundi (Emily Dickinson Poems)
3"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee,""Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy!Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" Oh caput ...
Emily Dickinson Poems on Morning (49 Poems)
Bring me the sunset in a cup (Emily Dickinson Poems)
128Bring me the sunset in a cup,Reckon the morning's flagons upAnd say how many Dew,Tell me how far the morning ...
I am alive-I guess (Emily Dickinson Poems)
470I am alive-I guess-The Branches on my HandAre full of Morning Glory-And at my finger's end-The Carmine-tingles warm-And if I ...
We see—Comparatively (Emily Dickinson Poems)
534We see—Comparatively—The Thing so towering highWe could not grasp its segmentUnaided—Yesterday—This Morning's finer Verdict—Makes scarcely worth the toil—A furrow—Our Cordillera—Our ...
As imperceptibl (Emily Dickinson Poems)
As imperceptibly as grief The summer lapsed away, — Too imperceptible, at last, To seem like perfidy. A quietness distilled, ...
The Sun-just touched the Morning (Emily Dickinson Poems)
232The Sun-just touched the Morning-The Morning-Happy thing-Supposed that He had come to dwell-And Life would all be Spring!She felt herself ...
‘Tis Sunrise – Litt (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis Sunrise - Little Maid - Hast ThouNo Station in the Day?'Twas not thy wont, to hinder so -Retrieve thine ...
Four Trees – upon a solitary Acre (Emily Dickinson Poems)
742Four Trees - upon a solitary Acre -Without DesignOr Order, or Apparent Action -Maintain -The Sun - upon a Morning ...
An awful Tempest mashed the air (Emily Dickinson Poems)
198An awful Tempest mashed the air -The clouds were gaunt, and few -A Black - as of a Spectre's CloakHid ...
As Watchers hang upon the East (Emily Dickinson Poems)
121As Watchers hang upon the East,As Beggars revel at a feastBy savory Fancy spread -As brooks in deserts babble sweetOn ...
It’s like the light, — (Emily Dickinson Poems)
It's like the light, — A fashionless delightIt's like the bee, — A dateless melody.It's like the woods, ...
Morning-mean (Emily Dickinson Poems)
Morning-means "Milking"-to the Farmer-Dawn-to the Teneriffe-Dice-to the Maid-Morning means just Risk-to the Lover-Just revelation-to the Beloved-Epicures-date a Breakfast-by it-Brides-an Apocalypse-Worlds-a ...
My nosegays are for captives; (Emily Dickinson Poems)
My nosegays are for captives; Dim, long-expectant eyes,Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till paradise.To such, if they should ...
The Red-Blaze-is (Emily Dickinson Poems)
469The Red-Blaze-is the Morning-The Violet-is Noon-The Yellow-Day-is falling-And after that-is none-But Miles of Sparks-at Evening-Reveal the Width that burned-The Territory ...
While we were fearing it, it came — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
While we were fearing it, it came -- But came with less of fear Because that fearing it so long ...
What care the Dead, for Chanticleer — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
What care the Dead, for Chanticleer -- What care the Dead for Day? 'Tis late your Sunrise vex their face ...
We see — Comparatively — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We see -- Comparatively -- The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided -- Yesterday -- ...
Two swimmers wrestled on the spar (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Two swimmers wrestled on the spar -- Until the morning sun -- When One -- turned smiling to the land ...
The Sun — just touched the Morning (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Sun -- just touched the Morning -- The Morning -- Happy thing -- Supposed that He had come to ...
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants -- At Evening, it is not -- At Morning, in a Truffled Hut ...
Our share of night to bear (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Our share of night to bear -- Our share of morning -- Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank ...
Of this is Day composed (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Of this is Day composed A morning and a noon A Revelry unspeakable And then a gay unknown Whose Pomps ...
Morning — is the place for Dew (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Morning -- is the place for Dew -- Corn -- is made at Noon -- After dinner light -- for ...
Morning is due to all — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Morning is due to all -- To some -- the Night -- To an imperial few -- The Auroral light. ...
Morning that comes but once, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Morning that comes but once, Considers coming twice -- Two Dawns upon a single Morn, Make Life a sudden price. ...
Let Us play Yesterday — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Let Us play Yesterday -- I -- the Girl at school -- You -- and Eternity -- the Untold Tale ...
It’s like the Light (Emily Dickinson Poems)
It's like the Light -- A fashionless Delight -- It's like the Bee -- A dateless -- Melody -- It's ...
Four Trees — upon a solitary Acre — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Four Trees -- upon a solitary Acre -- Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action -- Maintain -- The Sun ...
Before I got my eye put out (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Before I got my eye put out I liked as well to see -- As other Creatures, that have Eyes ...
At last, to be identified! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
At last, to be identified! At last, the lamps upon thy side The rest of Life to see! Past Midnight! ...