The Sky Is Low, the Clouds Are Mean, by Emily Dickinson The sky is low, the clouds are mea A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
I Have Never Seen “Volcanoes” by Emily Dickinson 175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—
A Little Dog That Wags His Tail by Emily Dickinson A little Dog that wags his tail And knows no other joy Of such a little Dog am I Reminded by a Boy Who gambols all the living Day
The Soul That Hath a Guest by Emily Dickinson 674 The Soul that hath a Guest Doth seldom go abroad— Diviner Crowd at Home— Obliterate the need—
God Gave a Loaf to Every Bird, by Emily Dickinson God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv My poignant luxury To own it, touch it, prove the fea
You’Ll Find’it When You Try to Die by Emily Dickinson 610 You’ll find’—it when you try to di The Easier to let go’— For recollecting such as went’— You could not spare’—you know.
The Day Undressed&Mdash;Herself by Emily Dickinson 716 The Day undressed—Herself— Her Garter—was of Gold— Her Petticoat—of Purple plain— Her Dimities—as old
Could I But Ride Indefinite by Emily Dickinson 661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
Life XXXVII. FOR each ecstatic instant by Emily Dickinson For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy. For each beloved hour 1
How Slow the Wind by Emily Dickinson How slow the Wind - how slow the sea - how late their Fathers be!
