Perhaps I Asked Too Large, di Emily Dickinson

Perhaps I Asked Too Large

Perhaps I asked too large—

I take—no less than skies—

For Earths, grow thick as

Berries, in my native town—

My Basked holds—just—Firmaments—

Those—dangle easy—on my arm,

But smaller bundles—Cram.

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We don’t cry—Tim and I, We are far too grand— But we bolt the door tight To prevent a friend— Then we hide our brave face

Me prove it now—Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it—now— Make haste—the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity— The River reaches to my feet—

XXVIII A CHARM invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled.

451 The Outer—from the Inner Derives its Magnitude— ’Tis Duke, or Dwarf, according As is the Central Mood—

Part One: Life XXXV I CAN wade grief, Whole pools of it,— I ’m used to that.

63 If pain for peace prepares Lo, what “Augustan” years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise,

SUCCESS is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host

171 Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it now!

365 Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore

888 When I have seen the Sun emerge From His amazing House— And leave a Day at every Door A Deed, in every place—

This quiet dust was gentlemen and… And lads and girls; Was laughter and ability and sighi… And frocks and curls; This passive place a summer’s nimb…

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

234 You’re right—“the way is narrow”— And “difficult the Gate”— And “few there be”—Correct again— That “enter in—thereat”—

Whose Pink career may have a clos… Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe and innocence, were meet.

My nosegays are for captives; Dim, long-expectant eyes, Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till paradise. To such, if they should whisper