We’bee and I’live by the Quaffing by Emily Dickinson 230 We’—Bee and I’—live by the quaffi ’Tisn’t all Hock’—with us’— Life has its Ale’— But it’s many a lay of the Dim Bu
I Think the Hemlock Likes to Stand by Emily Dickinson 525 I think the Hemlock likes to stan Upon a Marge of Snow— It suits his own Austerity— And satisfies an awe
We Learned the Whole of Love by Emily Dickinson 568 We learned the Whole of Love— The Alphabet—the Words— A Chapter—then the mighty Book— Then—Revelation closed— 1
Soil of Flint, If Steady Tilled by Emily Dickinson 681 Soil of Flint, if steady tilled— Will refund by Hand— Seed of Palm, by Libyan Sun Fructified in Sand—
I’Ve Nothing Else’to Bring, You Know by Emily Dickinson 224 I’ve nothing else’—to bring, You So I keep bringing These’— Just as the Night keeps fetching To our familiar eyes’—
My Best Acquaintances Are Those by Emily Dickinson 932 My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word— The Stars that stated come to Tow Esteemed Me never rude
This&Mdash;Is the Land&Mdash;The Sunset Washes by Emily Dickinson 266 This—is the land—the Sunset washe These—are the Banks of the Yellow Where it rose—or whither it rushes These—are the Western Mystery!
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown by Emily Dickinson The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown In Chrysoprase Apartments hung This afternoon put on - How condescending to descend And be of Buttercups the friend
’Tis Little I’could Care for Pearls by Emily Dickinson 466 ’Tis little I’—could care for Pea Who own the ample sea’— Or Brooches’—when the Emperor’— With Rubies’—pelteth me’—
One Need Not Be a Chamber to Be Haunted, by Emily Dickinson One need not be a chamber to be ha One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. Far safer, of a midnight meeting
