613 They shut me up in Prose —, par Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

613 They shut me up in Prose —

They shut me up in Prose—

As when a little Girl

They put me in the Closet—

Because they liked me “still”—

Still! Could themself have peeped—

And seen my Brain—go round—

They might as wise have lodged a Bird

For Treason—in the Pound—

Himself has but to will

And easy as a Star

Abolish his Captivity—

And laugh—No more have I—

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Have Any Like Myself

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Of Brussels—it was not—

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So Set Its Sun in Thee

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The Child’s Faith Is New

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Prayer Is the Little Implement

437 Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence—is denied them. They fling their Speech

It Struck Me Every Day

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,

If Blame Be my Side’forfeit Me

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As One Does Sickness Over

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Each Second Is the Last

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I Live With Him’i See His Face

463 I live with Him — I see His face… I go no more away For Visitor — or Sundown — Death's single privacy

A happy lip—breaks sudden—

353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—

High From the Earth I Heard a Bird

High from the earth I heard a bir… He trod upon the trees As he esteemed them trifles, And then he spied a breeze, And situated softly

You’ll know it—as you know ’tis Noon—

420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—

Emily Dickinson