Perhaps I Asked Too Large by Emily Dickinson 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—
The Heart Has Narrow Banks by Emily Dickinson 928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
Could’i Do More’for Thee by Emily Dickinson 447 Could’—I do more’—for Thee’— Wert Thou a Bumble Bee’— Since for the Queen, have I’— Nought but Bouquet?
Experience Is the Angled Road by Emily Dickinson 910 Experience is the Angled Road Preferred against the Mind By—Paradox—the Mind itself— Presuming it to lead
Answer July by Emily Dickinson 386 Answer July— Where is the Bee— Where is the Blush— Where is the Hay?
Life VII. Within my reach! (90) by Emily Dickinson WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village Sauntered as soft away! 1
So the Eyes Accost’and Sunder by Emily Dickinson 752 So the Eyes accost’—and sunder In an Audience’— Stamped’—occasionally’—forever’— So may Countenance
The Gentian Weaves Her Fringes by Emily Dickinson 18 The Gentian weaves her fringes— The Maple’s loom is red— My departing blossoms Obviate parade.
’Tis So Much Joy! by Emily Dickinson 172 ’Tis so much joy! ’Tis so much jo If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, Have ventured all upon a throw!
From Us She Wandered Now a Year by Emily Dickinson 890 From Us She wandered now a Year, Her tarrying, unknown, If Wilderness prevent her feet Or that Ethereal Zone
