I Ment to Find Her When I Came; by Emily Dickinson I meant to find her when I came; Death had the same design; But the success was his, it seems, And the discomfit mine. I meant to tell her how I longed
Emancipation by Emily Dickinson No rack can torture me, My soul’s at liberty Behind this mortal bone There knits a bolder one You cannot prick with saw,
Impossibility, Like Wine by Emily Dickinson 838 Impossibility, like Wine Exhilarates the Man Who tastes it; Possibility Is flavorless—Combine
Most She Touched Me by Her Muteness by Emily Dickinson 760 Most she touched me by her mutenes Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—
The Wind Didn’T Come From the Orchard’today by Emily Dickinson 316 The Wind didn’t come from the Orc Further than that’— Nor stop to play with the Hay’— Nor joggle a Hat’—
She Died’this Was the Way She Died by Emily Dickinson 150 She died’—this was the way she die And when her breath was done Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun.
Many a Phrase Has the English Language by Emily Dickinson 276 Many a phrase has the English lan I have heard but one— Low as the laughter of the Cricke Loud, as the Thunder’s Tongue—
Love’is That Later Thing Than Death by Emily Dickinson Love’—is that later Thing than De More previous’—than Life’— Confirms it at its entrance’—And Usurps it’—of itself’— Tastes Death’—the first’—to hand
Savior! I’Ve No One Else to Tell by Emily Dickinson 217 Savior! I’ve no one else to tell— And so I trouble thee. I am the one forgot thee so— Dost thou remember me?
A Wind That Rose by Emily Dickinson A Wind that rose Though not a Leaf In any Forest stirred But with itself did cold engage Beyond the Realm of Bird -
