They have a little Odor-that to me (Emily Dickinson Poems)
785They have a little Odor-that to meIs metre-nay-'tis melody-And spiciest at fading-indicate-A Habit-of a Laureate-(Emily Dickinson)
785They have a little Odor-that to meIs metre-nay-'tis melody-And spiciest at fading-indicate-A Habit-of a Laureate-(Emily Dickinson)
818I could not drink it, Sweet,Till You had tasted first,Though cooler than the Water wasThe Thoughtfulness of Thirst.(Emily Dickinson)
633When Bells stop ringing-Church-beginsThe Positive-of Bells-When Cogs-stop-that's Circumference-The Ultimate-of Wheels.(Emily Dickinson)
826Love reckons by itself-alone-"As large as I"-relate the SunTo One who never felt it blaze-Itself is all the like it ...
558But little Carmine hath her face -Of Emerald scant - her Gown -Her Beauty - is the love she doth ...
We outgrow love like other things And put it in the drawer,Till it an antique fashion shows Like costumes grandsires ...
Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawnIndicative that suns go down;The notice to the startled grassThat darkness is about ...
917Love-is anterior to Life-Posterior-to Death-Initial of Creation, andThe Exponent of Earth-(Emily Dickinson)
87A darting fear - a pomp - a tear -A waking on a mornTo find that what one waked for,Inhales ...
Between My Country - and the Others -There is a Sea -But Flowers - negotiate between us -As Ministry.(Emily Dickinson)
912Peace is a fiction of our Faith-The Bells a Winter NightBearing the Neighbor out of SoundThat never did alight.(Emily Dickinson)
402I pay-in Satin Cash-You did not state-your price-A Petal, for a ParagraphIt near as I can guess-(Emily Dickinson)
931Noon-is the Hinge of Day-Evening-the Tissue Door-Morning-the East compelling the sillTill all the World is ajar-(Emily Dickinson)
899Herein a Blossom lies-A Sepulchre, between-Cross it, and overcome the Bee-Remain-'tis but a Rind.(Emily Dickinson)
455Triumph-may be of several kinds-There's Triumph in the RoomWhen that Old Imperator-Death-By Faith(Emily Dickinson)
681Soil of Flint, if steady tilled-Will refund by Hand-Seed of Palm, by Libyan SunFructified in Sand-(Emily Dickinson)
361What I can do-I will-Though it be little as a Daffodil-That I cannot-must beUnknown to possibility-(Emily Dickinson)
980Purple-is fashionable twice-This season of the year,And when a soul perceives itselfTo be an Emperor.(Emily Dickinson)
55By Chivalries as tiny,A Blossom, or a Book,The seeds of smiles are planted -Which blossom in the dark.(Emily Dickinson)
21We lose-because we win-Gamblers-recollecting whichToss their dice again!(Emily Dickinson)
707The Grace-Myself-might not obtain-Confer upon My flower-Refracted but a Countenance-For I-inhabit Her-(Emily Dickinson)
1763Fame is a bee.It has a song -It has a sting -Ah, too, it has a wing.(Emily Dickinson)
447Could - I do more - for Thee -Wert Thou a Bumble Bee -Since for the Queen, have I -Nought ...
994Partake as doth the Bee,Abstemiously.The Rose is an Estate-In Sicily.(Emily Dickinson)
197Morning-is the place for Dew-Corn-is made at Noon-After dinner light-for flowers-Dukes-for Setting Sun!(Emily Dickinson)
Faith is a fine inventionWhen Gentlemen can see -But Microscopes are prudentIn an Emergency.(Emily Dickinson)
407If What we could-were what we would-Criterion-be small-It is the Ultimate of Talk-The Impotence to Tell-(Emily Dickinson)
331While Asters-On the Hill-Their Everlasting fashions-set-And Covenant Gentians-Frill!(Emily Dickinson)
868They ask but our Delight-The Darlings of the SoilAnd grant us all their CountenanceFor a penurious smile.(Emily Dickinson)
220Could I - then - shut the door -Lest my beseeching face - at last -Rejected - be - of ...
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