You left me—Sire—two Legacies, di Emily Dickinson

You left me—Sire—two Legacies

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You left me—Sire—two Legacies—

A Legacy of Love

A Heavenly Father would suffice

Had He the offer of—

You left me Boundaries of Pain—

Capacious as the Sea—

Between Eternity and Time—

Your Consciousness—and Me—

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434 To love thee Year by Year— May less appear Than sacrifice, and cease— However, dear,

282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—

189 It’s such a little thing to weep— So short a thing to sigh— And yet—by Trades—the size of the… We men and women die!

351 I felt my life with both my hands To see if it was there— I held my spirit to the Glass, To prove it possibler—

XVII WHEN night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It ’s time to smooth the hair

931 Noon—is the Hinge of Day— Evening—the Tissue Door— Morning—the East compelling the s… Till all the World is ajar—

234 You’re right—“the way is narrow”— And “difficult the Gate”— And “few there be”—Correct again— That “enter in—thereat”—

151 Mute thy Coronation— Meek my Vive le roi, Fold a tiny courtier In thine Ermine, Sir,

114 Good night, because we must, How intricate the dust! I would go, to know! Oh incognito!

934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday

456 So well that I can live without— I love thee—then How well is that… As well as Jesus? Prove it me

VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…

His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…

855 To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain

836 Truth—is as old as God— His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity—