Absent Place&Mdash;An April Day by Emily Dickinson 927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—
The inundation of the Spring by Emily Dickinson The inundation of the Spring Enlarges every soul - It sweeps the tenement away But leaves the Water whole - In which the soul at first estrang
I Like a Look of Agony by Emily Dickinson 241 I like a look of Agony, Because I know it’s true— Men do not sham Convulsion, Nor simulate, a Throe—
The Devil - had he fidelity by Emily Dickinson The Devil - had he fidelity Would be the best friend - Because he has ability - But Devils cannot mend - Perfidy is the virtue
Again&Mdash;His Voice Is at the Door by Emily Dickinson 663 Again—his voice is at the door— I feel the old Degree— I hear him ask the servant For such an one—as me—
703 Out of sight? What of that? by Emily Dickinson Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird —reach it! Curve by Curve —Sweep by Sweep — Round the Steep Air — Danger! What is that to Her?
We Can But Follow to the Sun by Emily Dickinson 920 We can but follow to the Sun— As oft as He go down He leave Ourselves a Sphere behin ’Tis mostly—following—
A Moth the Hue of This by Emily Dickinson 841 A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature’s Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale.
Wert Thou But Ill’that I Might Show Thee by Emily Dickinson 961 Wert Thou but ill’—that I might s How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on Nor the least signal, Me assure’—
It’s Like the Light,— by Emily Dickinson It’s like the light,— A fashionless delight It’s like the bee,— A dateless melody. It’s like the woods,
