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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Mine—by the Right of the White Election!

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Mine—by the Right of the White Election!
Mine—by the Royal Seal!
Mine—by the sign in the Scarlet prison—
Bars—cannot conceal!
 
Mine—here—in Vision—and in Veto!
Mine—by the Grave’s Repeal—
Titled—Confirmed—
Delirious Charter!
Mine—long as Ages steal!

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Woodpecker, The

His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.
Tho’ my Destiny Be Fustian

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I Died for Beauty But Was Scarce

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This Dust, and Its Feature

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How Many Flowers Fail in Wood

404 How many Flowers fail in Wood— Or perish from the Hill— Without the privilege to know That they are Beautiful—
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Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe

896 Of Silken Speech and Specious Sh… A Traitor is the Bee His service to the newest Grace Present continually
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…
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These Tested Our Horizon

886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
My Soul—accused me—And I quailed—

753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…
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XXXIV NATURE is what we see, The Hill, the Afternoon— Squirrel, Eclipse, the Bumble-bee… Nay—Nature is Heaven.
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Ended, ere it begun -

Ended, ere it begun - The Title was scarcely told When the Preface perished from Co… The Story, unrevealed - Had it been mine, to print!
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Life XXV. Belshazzar had a letter (1459)

XXV BELSHAZZAR had a letter,— He never had but one; Belshazzar’s correspondent Concluded and begun
Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you—

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I Have Never Seen “Volcanoes”

175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—



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