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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

How Human Nature dotes

How Human Nature dotes
On what it can’t detect.
The moment that a Plot is plumbed
Prospective is extinct -
 
Prospective is the friend
Reserved for us to know
When Constancy is clarified
Of Curiosity -
 
Of subjects that resist
Redoubtablest is this
Where go we -
Go we anywhere
Creation after this?

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Otras obras de Emily Dickinson...
If It Had No Pencil

921 If it had no pencil Would it try mine— Worn—now—and dull—sweet, Writing much to thee.
Life LV. my country need not change her gown

LV MY country need not change her go… Her triple suit as sweet As when ’t was cut at Lexington, And first pronounced “a fit.”
The Robin’s my Criterion for Tune

285 The Robin’s my Criterion for Tun… Because I grow—where Robins do— But, were I Cuckoo born— I’d swear by him—
 1
Delight Is as the Flight

257 Delight is as the flight— Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say— The Rainbow’s way—
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree

Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—
 1
Great Caesar! Condescend

102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
It Might Be Lonelier

405 It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness— I’m so accustomed to my Fate— Perhaps the Other—Peace—
 4
Nature LXXIII: I ’LL tell you how the sun rose

LXXIII I ’LL tell you how the sun rose,— A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.
 1
These Fevered Days—to take them to the Forest

These Fevered Days—to take them t… Where Waters cool around the moss… And shade is all that devastates t… Seems it sometimes this would be a…
 1
Make Me a Picture of the Sun

188 Make me a picture of the sun— So I can hang it in my room— And make believe I’m getting warm When others call it “Day”!
 1
That First Day, When You Praised Me, Sweet

659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
To Lose One’s Faith—Surpass

377 To lose one’s faith—surpass The loss of an Estate— Because Estates can be Replenished—faith cannot—
On Such a Night, Or Such a Night

146 On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair—
You’re right—”the way is narrow”—

234 You’re right—“the way is narrow”— And “difficult the Gate”— And “few there be”—Correct again— That “enter in—thereat”—
Heart, Not So Heavy as Mine

83 Heart, not so heavy as mine Wending late home— As it passed my window Whistled itself a tune—



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