September’s Baccalaureate, par Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

September’s Baccalaureate

A combination is

Of Crickets– Crows– and Retrospects

And a dissembling Breeze

That hints without assuming -

An Innuendo sear

That makes the Heart put up its Fun

And turn Philosopher.

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Life XX. Arcturus is his other name (20)

XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!

When Roses Cease to Bloom, Sir

32 When Roses cease to bloom, Sir, And Violets are done— When Bumblebees in solemn flight Have passed beyond the Sun—

Endow the Living—with the Tears

521 Endow the Living—with the Tears— You squander on the Dead, And They were Men and Women—now, Around Your Fireside—

Reverse Cannot Befall

395 Reverse cannot befall That fine Prosperity Whose Sources are interior— As soon—Adversity

I’M the Little

176 I’m the little “Heart’s Ease”! I don’t care for pouting skies! If the Butterfly delay Can I, therefore, stay away?

Heaven Has Different Signs—to Me

“Heaven” has different Signs—to m… Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And when again, at Dawn, A mighty look runs round the Worl…

The Leaves Like Women Interchange

987 The Leaves like Women interchange Exclusive Confidence— Somewhat of nods and somewhat Portentous inference.

Given in Marriage Unto Thee

817 Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host— Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.

I Sometimes Drop It, for a Quick

708 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick— The Thought to be alive— Anonymous Delight to know— And Madder—to conceive—

When One Has Given Up One’s Life

853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West

Nature LXVII. Presentment is that long shadow on the lawn

LXVII Presentment is that long shadow on… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.

Life VI. If (919)

IF I can stop one heart from brea… I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching… Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin

Have You Got a Brook in Your Little Heart

136 Have you got a Brook in your litt… Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drin… And shadows tremble so—

I’Ve Known a Heaven, Like a Tent

243 I’ve known a Heaven, like a Tent— To wrap its shining Yards— Pluck up its stakes, and disappear… Without the sound of Boards

Of Nearness to Her Sundered Things

607 Of nearness to her sundered Thing… The Soul has special times— When Dimness—looks the Oddity— Distinctness—easy—se ems—

Emily Dickinson