One Year ago-jots what? (Emily Dickinson Poems)
296One Year ago-jots what?God-spell the word! I-can't-Was't Grace? Not that-Was't Glory? That-will do-Spell slower-Glory-Such Anniversary shall be-Sometimes-not often-in Eternity-When farther ...
296One Year ago-jots what?God-spell the word! I-can't-Was't Grace? Not that-Was't Glory? That-will do-Spell slower-Glory-Such Anniversary shall be-Sometimes-not often-in Eternity-When farther ...
295Unto like Story-Trouble has enticed me-How Kinsmen fell-Brothers and Sister-who preferred the Glory-And their young willBent to the Scaffold, or ...
'T is so much joy! 'T is so much joy!If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as ...
Unto like Story -- Trouble has enticed me -- How Kinsmen fell -- Brothers and Sister -- who preferred the ...
The Stars are old, that stood for me -- The West a little worn -- Yet newer glows the only ...
The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer's Day -- ...
The harm of Years is on him -- The infamy of Time -- Depose him like a Fashion And give ...
That odd old man is dead a year -- We miss his stated Hat. 'Twas such an evening bright and ...
Robbed by Death -- but that was easy -- To the failing Eye I could hold the latest Glowing -- ...
I meant to find Her when I came -- Death -- had the same design -- But the Success -- ...
I had the Glory -- that will do -- An Honor, Thought can turn her to When lesser Fames invite ...
I cross till I am weary A Mountain -- in my mind -- More Mountains -- then a Sea -- ...
Glory is that bright tragic thing That for an instant Means Dominion -- Warms some poor name That never felt ...
As plan for Noon and plan for Night So differ Life and Death In positive Prospective -- The Foot upon ...
An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye -- Of Territory -- Color -- Circumference -- Decay -- Its Amber ...
One Year ago -- jots what? God -- spell the word! I -- can't -- Was't Grace? Not that -- ...
I fit for them -- I seek the Dark Till I am thorough fit. The labor is a sober one ...
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, ...
Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart! Did they forsake thee? ...
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! Your prayers, oh Passer by! From such a common ball as this Might date ...
There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man -- It hurls its barbed syllables And ...
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all ...
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