As Plan for Noon and Plan for Night, di Emily Dickinson

As Plan for Noon and Plan for Night

960

As plan for Noon and plan for Night

So differ Life and Death

In positive Prospective—

The Foot upon the Earth

At Distance, and Achievement, strains,

The Foot upon the Grave

Makes effort at conclusion

Assisted faint of Love.

Ti è piaciuta questa lettura? Offriteci un caffè!.
Il tuo aiuto ci permette di esistere.

762 The Whole of it came not at once— ’Twas Murder by degrees— A Thrust—and then for Life a chan… The Bliss to cauterize—

872 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the… As the Vulture teased Forces the Broods in lonely Valle… As the Tiger eased

632 The Brain—is wider than the Sky— For—put them side by side— The one the other will contain With ease—and You—beside—

30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?

65 I can’t tell you—but you feel it— Nor can you tell me— Saints, with ravished slate and pe… Solve our April Day!

XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.

541 Some such Butterfly be seen On Brazilian Pampas— Just at noon—no later—Sweet— Then—the License closes—

801 I play at Riches—to appease The Clamoring for Gold— It kept me from a Thief, I think, For often, overbold

367 Over and over, like a Tune— The Recollection plays— Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise—

II OUR share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.

391 A Visitor in Marl— Who influences Flowers— Till they are orderly as Busts— And Elegant—as Glass—

227 Teach Him – When He makes the na… Such an one – to say – On his babbling – Berry – lips – As should sound – to me –

397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—

LX The grass so little has to do,— A sphere of simple green, With only butterflies to brood, And bees to entertain,

132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;