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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Dying! Dying in the Night!

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Dying! Dying in the night!
Won’t somebody bring the light
So I can see which way to go
Into the everlasting snow?
 
And “Jesus”! Where is Jesus gone?
They said that Jesus—always came—
Perhaps he doesn’t know the House—
This way, Jesus, Let him pass!
 
Somebody run to the great gate
And see if Dollie’s coming! Wait!
I hear her feet upon the stair!
Death won’t hurt—now Dollie’s here!

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273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
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137 Flowers—Well—if anybody Can the ecstasy define— Half a transport—half a trouble— With which flowers humble men:
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309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—
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130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…
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476 I meant to have but modest needs— Such as Content—and Heaven— Within my income—these could lie And Life and I—keep even—
Over the Fence

251 Over the fence— Strawberries—grow— Over the fence— I could climb—if I tried, I know—
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693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—
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742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—
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37 Before the ice is in the pools— Before the skaters go, Or any check at nightfall Is tarnished by the snow—
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811 The Veins of other Flowers The Scarlet Flowers are Till Nature leisure has for Terms As “Branch,” and “Jugular.”
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140 An altered look about the hills— A Tyrian light the village fills— A wider sunrise in the morn— A deeper twilight on the lawn—



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