It Is Easy to Work When the Soul Is at Play by Emily Dickinson 244 It is easy to work when the soul i But when the soul is in pain— The hearing him put his playthings Makes work difficult—then—
The Soul That Hath a Guest by Emily Dickinson 674 The Soul that hath a Guest Doth seldom go abroad— Diviner Crowd at Home— Obliterate the need—
Did We Disobey Him? by Emily Dickinson 267 Did we disobey Him? Just one time! Charged us to forget Him— But we couldn’t learn!
Too Little Way the House Must Lie by Emily Dickinson 911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
How fits his Umber Coat by Emily Dickinson How fits his Umber Coat The Tailor of the Nut? Combined without a seam Like Raiment of a Dream - Who spun the Auburn Cloth?
Drama’s Vitallest Expression Is the Common Day by Emily Dickinson 741 Drama’s Vitallest Expression is t That arise and set about Us— Other Tragedy Perish in the Recitation—
What Did They Do Since I Saw Them? by Emily Dickinson 900 What did They do since I saw The Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
If It Had No Pencil by Emily Dickinson 921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee.
These Tested Our Horizon by Emily Dickinson 886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
601 a still — Volcano — Life — by Emily Dickinson A still —Volcano —Life — That flickered in the night — When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight — A quiet —Earthquake Style —