On That Dear Frame the Years Had Worn por Emily Dickinson 940 On that dear Frame the Years had Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Lig The Witnessing, to Us—
A House Upon the Height por Emily Dickinson 399 A House upon the Height— That Wagon never reached— No Dead, were ever carried down— No Peddler’s Cart—approached—
To Hang Our Head&Mdash;Ostensibly por Emily Dickinson 105 To hang our head—ostensibly— And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal mind—
There Are Two Ripenings’one’of Sight por Emily Dickinson 332 There are two Ripenings’—one’—of Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground’—
Banish Air From Air&Mdash; por Emily Dickinson 854 Banish Air from Air— Divide Light if you dare— They’ll meet While Cubes in a Drop
It Struck Me Every Day por Emily Dickinson It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,
895 a Cloud withdrew from the Sky por Emily Dickinson A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliarie Are forever lost to me Had I but further scanned 1 2
Much Madness Is Divinest Sense por Emily Dickinson Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense– the starkest Madness ’Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -
When We Stand on the Tops of Things por Emily Dickinson 242 When we stand on the tops of Thin And like the Trees, look down— The smoke all cleared away from it And Mirrors on the scene—
The grave my little cottage is por Emily Dickinson The grave my little cottage is, Where 'Keeping house’ for thee I make my parlor orderly And lay the marble tea. For two divided, briefly,