Let me not mar that perfect Dream di Emily Dickinson Let me not mar that perfect Dream By an Auroral stain But so adjust my daily Night That it will come again. Not when we know, the Power accos
As Frost Is Best Conceived di Emily Dickinson 951 As Frost is best conceived By force of its Result— Affliction is inferred By subsequent effect—
Morns like these—we parted— di Emily Dickinson 27 Morns like these—we parted— Noons like these—she rose— Fluttering first—then firmer To her fair repose.
The Juggler’s Hat Her Country Is di Emily Dickinson 330 The Juggler’s Hat her Country is The Mountain Gorse—the Bee’s!
’Tis So Much Joy! di Emily Dickinson 172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!
The Railway Train di Emily Dickinson I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
All But Death, Can Be Adjusted di Emily Dickinson 749 All but Death, can be Adjusted— Dynasties repaired— Systems—settled in their Sockets— Citadels—dissolved—
That Is Solemn We Have Ended di Emily Dickinson 934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday
Before You Thought of Spring, di Emily Dickinson Before you thought of spring, Except as a surmise, You see, God bless his suddenness A fellow in the skies Of independent hues,
Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—Houses di Emily Dickinson 457 Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—House Sealed so stately tight— Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble— Locking Bare feet out—
