Tomorrow, night will come again --
Perhaps, weary and sore --
Ah Bugle!
(The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson)
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The Hills erect their Purple HeadsThe Rivers lean to see
Yet Man has not of all the Throng
A Curiosity.
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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
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We turn not older with years, but newer every day.
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All life -- to know each other --
Whom we can never learn --
And bye and bye -- a Change --
Called Heaven --
Rapt Neighborhoods of Men --
Just finding out -- what puzzled us --
Without the lexicon!
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So much of Heaven has gone from Earth
That there must be a Heaven
If only to enclose the Saints
To Affidavit given.
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