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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

His voice decrepit was with Joy

His voice decrepit was with Joy -
Her words did totter so
How old the News of Love must be
To make Lips elderly
That purled a moment since with Glee -
Is it Delight or Woe -
Or Terror -  that do decorate
This livid interview -

#Americans #Women #XIXCentury

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Life LXXIX. I Years had been from home

LXXIX I YEARS had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before
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Life XII. I asked no other thing (621)

XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
A Clock Stopped—Not the Mantel’s

A clock stopped—not the mantel’s Geneva’s farthest skill Can’t put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still. An awe came on the trinket!
A Prison Gets to Be a Friend

652 A Prison gets to be a friend— Between its Ponderous face And Ours—a Kinsmanship express— And in its narrow Eyes—
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I can’t tell you—but you feel it—

65 I can’t tell you—but you feel it— Nor can you tell me— Saints, with ravished slate and pe… Solve our April Day!
He Touched Me, So I Live to Know

506 He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast— It was a boundless place to me
The Definition of Beauty Is

988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.
This was a Poet (448)

This was a Poet —It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings — And Attar so immense From the familiar species
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By the Sea

I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me. And frigates in the upper floor
Taking Up the Fair Ideal

428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
Did We Disobey Him?

267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!
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Witchcraft Was Hung, in History

’Twas such a little—little boat That toddled down the bay! ’Twas such a gallant—gallant sea That beckoned it away! ’Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
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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…
I think to Live—may be a Bliss

646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—
Flowers—Well—if anybody

137 Flowers—Well—if anybody Can the ecstasy define— Half a transport—half a trouble— With which flowers humble men:
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