Life LXIII: Talk with prudence to a beggar (119), by Emily Dickinson

’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so

I could die—to know

570 I could die—to know— ’Tis a trifling knowledge— News-Boys salute the Door— Carts—joggle by—

The Wind Begun to Knead the Grass

824 [first version] The Wind begun to knead the Grass… As Women do a Dough— He flung a Hand full at the Plain…

Least Bee That Brew

676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—

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…

601 a still – Volcano – Life –

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

Volcanoes be in Sicily

Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time

A Nearness to Tremendousness

963 A nearness to Tremendousness— An Agony procures— Affliction ranges Boundlessness— Vicinity to Laws

She Sped as Petals of a Rose

991 She sped as Petals of a Rose Offended by the Wind— A frail Aristocrat of Time Indemnity to find—

Of All the Sounds Despatched Abroad

321 Of all the Sounds despatched abro… There’s not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boug… That phraseless Melody—

Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered

523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—

Could—I do more—for Thee—

447 Could—I do more—for Thee— Wert Thou a Bumble Bee— Since for the Queen, have I— Nought but Bouquet?

Emily Dickinson

Life LXIII: Talk with prudence to a beggar (119)

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