It Knew No Lapse, Nor Diminuation, par Emily Dickinson

It Knew No Lapse, Nor Diminuation

560

It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation—

But large—serene—

Burned on—until through Dissolution—

It failed from Men—

I could not deem these Planetary forces

Annulled—

But suffered an Exchange of Territory—

Or World—

To die—takes just a little while— They say it doesn't hurt— It's only fainter—by degrees— And then—it's out of sight— A darker Ribbon—for a Day—

852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.

370 Heaven is so far of the Mind That were the Mind dissolved— The Site—of it—by Architect Could not again be proved—

627 The Tint I cannot take—is best— The Color too remote That I could show it in Bazaar— A Guinea at a sight—

413 I never felt at Home–Below– And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home–I know– I don’t like Paradise–

A still – Volcano – Life – That flickered in the night – When it was dark enough to do Without erasing sight – A quiet – Earthquake Style –

610 You’ll find—it when you try to die… The Easier to let go— For recollecting such as went— You could not spare—you know.

Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight,

Our lives are Swiss— So still—so Cool— Till some odd afternoon The Alps neglect their Curtains And we look farther on!

5 I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing— The spring decoys. And as the summer nears—

By homely gift and hindered Words The human heart is told Of Nothing - ‘Nothing’ is the force That renovates the World -

421 A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld— The Lady dare not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled—

212 Least Rivers—docile to some sea. My Caspian—thee.

Remorse– is Memory– awake - Her Parties all astir - A Presence of Departed Acts - At window– and at Door – Its Past - set down before the S…

The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.