Emily Dickinson Quotes on Death & Dying (21 Quotes)


    An Altitude of Death, that could
    No bitterer debar
    Than Life -- had done -- before it --
    Yet -- there is a Science more --

    Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.


    Fight sternly in a Dying eye
    Two Armies, Love and Certainty
    And Love and the Reverse.

    Paid all that life had earned
    In one consummate bill,
    And now, what life or death can do
    Is immaterial.


    Pardon the Cochineal --
    Suffer the Vermillion --
    Death is the Wealth
    Of the Poorest Bird.

    The Frost of Death was on the Pane --
    "Secure your Flower" said he.

    A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest --
    I've heard the Hunter tell --
    'Tis but the Ecstasy of death --
    And then the Brake is still!

    When it comes, the Landscape listens - Shadows - hold their breath - When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death

    I would not stop for night, or storm --
    Or frost, or death, or anyone --
    My business were so dear!

    It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down It was not night, for all the bells Put out their tongues, for noon.

    So give me back to Death --
    The Death I never feared
    Except that it deprived of thee --
    And now, by Life deprived,
    In my own Grave I breathe
    And estimate its size --
    Its size is all that Hell can guess --
    And all that Heaven was --

    Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

    A Toad, can die of Light --
    Death is the Common Right
    Of Toads and Men --
    Of Earl and Midge
    The privilege --
    Why swagger, then?

    Love is like Life -- merely longer
    Love is like Death, during the Grave
    Love is the Fellow of the Resurrection
    Scooping up the Dust and chanting "Live"!

    The quiet nonchalance of death --
    No Daybreak -- can bestir --
    The slow -- Archangel's syllables
    Must awaken her!


    Death is the supple Suitor That wins at last It is a stealthy Wooing Conducted first By pallid innuendoes And dim approach But brave at last with Bugles


    To die -- without the Dying
    And live -- without the Life
    This is the hardest Miracle
    Propounded to Belief.

    Death is a Dialogue between The Spirit and the Dust. Dissolve says DeathThe Spirit Sir I have another Trust Death doubts itArgues from the Ground The Spirit turns away Just laying off for evidence An Overcoat of Clay.


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