Life LIV. Experiment to me (1073) par Emily Dickinson Part One: Life LIV EXPERIMENT to me Is every one I meet. If it contain a kernel?
It Makes No Difference Abroad par Emily Dickinson 620 It makes no difference abroad— The Seasons—fit—the same— The Mornings blossom into Noons— And split their Pods of Flame—
You Love the Lord’you Cannot See par Emily Dickinson 487 You love the Lord’—you cannot see You write Him’—every day’— A little note’—when you awake’— And further in the Day.
Me! Come! my Dazzled Face par Emily Dickinson Me! Come! My dazzled face In such a shining place! Me! Hear! My foreign ear The sounds of welcome near! The saints shall meet
The Angle of a Landscape par Emily Dickinson 375 The Angle of a Landscape— That every time I wake— Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ample Crack—
Through the Dark Sod’as Education par Emily Dickinson Through the Dark Sod’—as Educati The Lily passes sure’— Feels her white foot’—no trepidati Her faith’—no fear’— Afterward’—in the Meadow’—
Love’is That Later Thing Than Death par 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
I Never Felt at Home’below par Emily Dickinson 413 I never felt at Home’—Below’—- And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home’—I know’ I don’t like Paradise’—
Life XIV. The Secret (89) par Emily Dickinson SOME things that fly there be,— Birds, hours, the bumble-bee: Of these no elegy. Some things that stay there be,— Grief, hills, eternity: 4
I Hide Myself Within my Flower par Emily Dickinson 903 I hide myself within my flower, That fading from your Vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me— Almost a loneliness.
