I Never Hear the Word 'Escape’, di Emily Dickinson

I Never Hear the Word 'Escape’

I never hear the word 'escape’

Without a quicker blood,

A sudden expectation,

A flying attitude.

I never hear of prisons broad

By soldiers battered down,

But I tug childish at my bars,—

Only to fail again!

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Of so divine a Loss We enter but the Gain, Indemnity for Loneliness That such a Bliss has been.

902 The first Day that I was a Life I recollect it—How still— That last Day that I was a Life I recollect it—as well—

294 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it—

771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—

778 This that would greet—an hour ago— Is quaintest Distance—now— Had it a Guest from Paradise— Nor glow, would it, nor bow—

Glory is that bright tragic thing That for an instant Means Dominion - Warms some poor name That never felt the Sun,

I held a Jewel in my fingers’— And went to sleep’— The day was warm, and winds were p… I said 'Twill keep’— I woke’—and chid my honest fingers…

105 To hang our head—ostensibly— And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal mind—

772 The hallowing of Pain Like hallowing of Heaven, Obtains at a corporeal cost— The Summit is not given

463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy

628 They called me to the Window, for “ ’Twas Sunset”—Some one said— I only saw a Sapphire Farm— And just a Single Herd—

549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—

Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality. We slowly drove– He knew no haste

305 The difference between Despair And Fear—is like the One Between the instant of a Wreck And when the Wreck has been—

A long, long sleep, a famous sleep That makes no show for dawn By strech of limb or stir of lid,— An independent one. Was ever idleness like this?