Of Yellow was the outer Sky, por Emily Dickinson

Of Yellow was the outer Sky

Nature rarer uses Yellow

Than another Hue.

Saves she all of that for Sunsets

Prodigal of Blue

Spending Scarlet, like a Woman

Yellow she affords

Only scantly and selectly

Like a Lover’s Words.

856 There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves— A leisure of the Future— A Wilderness of Size.

307 The One who could repeat the Summ… Were greater than itself—though H… Minutest of Mankind should be— And He—could reproduce the Sun—

321 Of all the Sounds despatched abro… There’s not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boug… That phraseless Melody—

240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you—

862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.

824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…

786 Severer Service of myself I—hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind—

XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.

They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,

It dropped so low in my regard I heard it hit the ground, And go to pieces on the stones At bottom of my mind; Yet blamed the fate that fractured…

206 The Flower must not blame the Bee… That seeketh his felicity Too often at her door— But teach the Footman from Vevay—

493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— Since I was wed—to Him— A modesty befits the soul That bears another’s—name—

530 You cannot put a Fire out— A Thing that can ignite Can go, itself, without a Fan— Upon the slowest Night—

954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—

MINE by the right of the white e… Mine by the royal seal! Mine by the sign in the scarlet pr… Bars cannot conceal! Mine, here in vision and in veto!