Mine—by the Right of the White Election!, di Emily Dickinson

Mine—by the Right of the White Election!

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Mine—by the Right of the White Election!

Mine—by the Royal Seal!

Mine—by the sign in the Scarlet prison—

Bars—cannot conceal!

Mine—here—in Vision—and in Veto!

Mine—by the Grave’s Repeal—

Titled—Confirmed—

Delirious Charter!

Mine—long as Ages steal!

796 Who Giants know, with lesser Men Are incomplete, and shy— For Greatness, that is ill at eas… In minor Company—

40 When I count the seeds That are sown beneath, To bloom so, bye and bye— When I con the people

Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart - Oh Shadow on the Grass

309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—

When Memory is full Put on the perfect Lid - This Morning’s finest syllable Presumptuous Evening said -

732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—

153 Dust is the only Secret— Death, the only One You cannot find out all about In his “native town.”

779 The Service without Hope— Is tenderest, I think— Because ’tis unsustained By stint—Rewarded Work—

An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.

439 Undue Significance a starving man… To Food— Far off—He sighs—and therefore—Ho… And therefore—Good—

416 A Murmur in the Trees—to note— Not loud enough—for Wind— A Star—not far enough to seek— Nor near enough—to find—

To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn’t hurt— It’s only fainter—by degrees— And then—it’s out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—

XIX I STARTED early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me,

407 If What we could—were what we wou… Criterion—be small— It is the Ultimate of Talk— The Impotence to Tell—

627 The Tint I cannot take—is best— The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar— A Guinea at a sight—