Better – than Music! For I – who heard it (Emily Dickinson Poems)
503Better - than Music! For I - who heard it -I was used - to the Birds - before -This ...
503Better - than Music! For I - who heard it -I was used - to the Birds - before -This ...
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading-treading-till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through-And when they ...
564My period had come for Prayer-No other Art-would do-My Tactics missed a rudiment-Creator-Was it you?God grows above-so those who prayHorizons-must ...
Silence is all we dread. There's Ransom in a Voice -- But Silence is Infinity. Himself have not a face. ...
My period had come for Prayer -- No other Art -- would do -- My Tactics missed a rudiment -- ...
Like Brooms of Steel The Snow and Wind Had swept the Winter Street -- The House was hooked The Sun ...
Death's Waylaying not the sharpest Of the thefts of Time -- There Marauds a sorer Robber, Silence -- is his ...
Better -- than Music! For I -- who heard it -- I was used -- to the Birds -- before ...
A lane of Yellow led the eye Unto a Purple Wood Whose soft inhabitants to be Surpasses solitude If Bird ...
I know that He exists. Somewhere -- in Silence -- He has hid his rare life From our gross eyes. ...
Great Streets of silence led away To Neighborhoods of Pause -- Here was no Notice -- no Dissent No Universe ...
Glee -- The great storm is over -- Four -- have recovered the Land -- Forty -- gone down together ...
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading -- treading -- till it seemed ...
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