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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

I Held a Jewel in my Fingers

I held a Jewel in my fingers’—
And went to sleep’—
The day was warm, and winds were prosy’—
I said 'Twill keep’—
 
I woke’—and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone’—
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own’—

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Bereaved of All, I Went Abroad

784 Bereaved of all, I went abroad— No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula— The Grave preceded me—
Dreams—are well—but Waking’s better

450 Dreams—are well—but Waking’s bett… If One wake at morn— If One wake at Midnight—better— Dreaming—of the Dawn—
He Parts Himself—like Leaves

517 He parts Himself—like Leaves— And then—He closes up— Then stands upon the Bonnet Of Any Buttercup—
A solemn thing—it was—I said—

271 A solemn thing—it was—I said— A woman—white—to be— And wear—if God should count me f… Her blameless mystery—
I Died for Beauty

I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…
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Nature, the Gentlest Mother,

Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild In forest and the hill
Least Rivers—docile to some sea

212 Least Rivers—docile to some sea. My Caspian—thee.
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We Outgrow Love, Like Other Things

887 We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer— Till it an Antique fashion shows— Like Costumes Grandsires wore.
While It Is Alive

491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
It Did Not Surprise Me

39 It did not surprise me— So I said—or thought— She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot,
You love me—you are sure—

156 You love me—you are sure— I shall not fear mistake— I shall not cheated wake— Some grinning morn—
 1
Life L. I should have been too glad

I SHOULD have been too glad, I… Too lifted for the scant degree Of life’s penurious round; My little circuit would have shame… This new circumference, have blame…
 1
Death Sets a Thing of Signigicant

Death sets a thing significant The eye had hurried by, Except a perished creature Entreat us tenderly To ponder little workmanships
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Before He Comes We Weigh the Time!

834 Before He comes we weigh the Time… ’Tis Heavy and ’tis Light. When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing Freight.
There Is an Arid Pleasure

782 There is an arid Pleasure— As different from Joy— As Frost is different from Dew— Like element—are they—



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