Life XXX. We play at paste par Emily Dickinson WE play at paste, Till qualified for pearl, Then drop the paste, And deem ourself a fool. The shapes, though, were similar,
I Many Times Thought Peace Had Come par Emily Dickinson I many times thought Peace had co When Peace was far away’— As Wrecked Men’—deem they sight t At Centre of the Sea’— And struggle slacker’—but to prove
Light Is Sufficient to Itself par Emily Dickinson 862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
I Rose’because He Sank par Emily Dickinson 616 I rose’—because He sank’— I thought it would be opposite’— But when his power dropped’— My Soul grew straight.
Me Prove It Now’whoever Doubt par Emily Dickinson 537 Me prove it now’—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it’—now’— Make haste’—the Scruple! Death be For Opportunity’—
They Say That 'Time Assuages, par Emily Dickinson They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,
One Year Ago’jots What? par Emily Dickinson 296 One Year ago’—jots what? God’—spell the word! I’—can’t’— Was’t Grace? Not that’— Was’t Glory? That’—will do’—
Gratitude’is Not the Mention par Emily Dickinson 989 Gratitude’—is not the mention Of a Tenderness, But its still appreciation Out of Plumb of Speech.
When Memory is full par Emily Dickinson When Memory is full Put on the perfect Lid - This Morning’s finest syllable Presumptuous Evening said -
Life XXII. I had no time to hate (478) par Emily Dickinson I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity. Nor had I time to love; but since
