Fate Slew Him, But He Did Not Drop by Emily Dickinson FATE slew him, but he did not dr She felled’—he did not fall’— Impaled him on her fiercest stakes He neutralized them all. She stung him, sapped his firm adv
They Shut Me Up in Prose by Emily Dickinson They shut me up in Prose— As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet— Because they liked me “still”— Still! Could themself have peeped
Answer July by Emily Dickinson 386 Answer July— Where is the Bee— Where is the Blush— Where is the Hay?
Some, Too Fragile for Winter Winds by Emily Dickinson 141 Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses— Tenderly tucking them in from fros Before their feet are cold.
A Solemn Thing Within the Soul by Emily Dickinson 483 A Solemn thing within the Soul To feel itself get ripe— And golden hang—while farther up— The Maker’s Ladders stop—
He Who in Himself Believes by Emily Dickinson 969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—
Love&Mdash;Is Anterior to Life by Emily Dickinson 917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
Split the Lark—and you’ll find the Music by Emily Dickinson 861 Split the Lark—and you’ll find th Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled Scantilly dealt to the Summer Mor Saved for your Ear when Lutes be
The Truth’is Stirless by Emily Dickinson 780 The Truth — is stirless — Other force — may be presumed to m This — then — is best for confiden When oldest Cedars swerve —
Their Height in Heaven Comforts Not by Emily Dickinson 696 Their Height in Heaven comforts n Their Glory—nought to me— ’Twas best imperfect—as it was— I’m finite—I can’t see—
