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Emily Dickinson

He Preached Upon ‘Breadth’ Till It Argued Him Narrow

He preached upon ‘Breadth’ till it argued him narrow—
The Broad are too broad to define
And of ‘Truth’ until it proclaimed him a Liar—
The Truth never flaunted a Sign—
 
Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence
As Gold the Pyrites would shun—
What confusion would cover the innocent Jesus
To meet so enabled a Man!

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A Light Exists in Spring

A light exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here A color stands abroad
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None Can Experience Sting

771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
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Love XXV. Wild nights! Wild nights! (249)

XXV Wild nights—Wild nights! Were I with thee Wild nights should be Our luxury!
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Immured in Heaven!

Immured in Heaven! What a Cell! Let every Bondage be, Thou sweetest of the Universe, Like that which ravished thee!
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Love XXII. I gave myself to him (580)

XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
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There Is a Morn by Men Unseen

24 There is a morn by men unseen— Whose maids upon remoter green Keep their Seraphic May— And all day long, with dance and g…
Proud of my Broken Heart

Proud of my broken heart, since th… Proud of the pain, I did not feel… Proud of my night, since thou, wit… Not to partake thy passion, –my hu… Thou can’st not boast, like Jesus…
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That First Day, When You Praised Me, Sweet

659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
What Shall I Do When the Summer Troubles

956 What shall I do when the Summer t… What, when the Rose is ripe— What when the Eggs fly off in Mus… From the Maple Keep?
The Battlefield

They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
Kill Your Balm’€”and Its Odors Bless You

238 Kill your Balm’—and its Odors ble… Bare your Jessamine’—to the storm… And she will fling her maddest per… Haply’—your Summer night to Charm…
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They Leave Us With the Infinite

350 They leave us with the Infinite. But He—is not a man— His fingers are the size of fists— His fists, the size of men—
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I Cautious, Scanned my Little Life

178 I cautious, scanned my little life… I winnowed what would fade From what would last till Heads l… Should be a-dreaming laid.
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Purple—is fashionable twice—

980 Purple—is fashionable twice— This season of the year, And when a soul perceives itself To be an Emperor.
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Declaiming Waters None May Dread

Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –



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