Talk With Prudence to a Beggar, por Emily Dickinson

Talk With Prudence to a Beggar

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Talk with prudence to a Beggar

Of “Potose,” and the mines!

Reverently, to the Hungry

Of your viands, and your wines!

Cautious, hint to any Captive

You have passed enfranchised feet!

Anecdotes of air in Dungeons

Have sometimes proved deadly sweet!

For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ectasty. For each beloved hour

367 Over and over, like a Tune— The Recollection plays— Drums off the Phantom Battlements Cornets of Paradise—

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

21 We lose—because we win— Gamblers—recollecting which Toss their dice again!

XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,

567 He gave away his Life— To Us—Gigantic Sum— A trifle—in his own esteem— But magnified—by Fame—

693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—

The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day

380 There is a flower that Bees prefe… And Butterflies—desire— To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming Bird—aspire—

A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men,— Of earl and midge The privilege.

79 Going to Heaven! I don’t know when— Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I’m too astonished

469 The Red—Blaze—is the Morning— The Violet—is Noon— The Yellow—Day—is falling— And after that—is none—

498 I envy Seas, whereon He rides— I envy Spokes of Wheels Of Chariots, that Him convey— I envy Crooked Hills

446 I showed her Heights she never sa… “Would’st Climb,” I said? She said—"Not so"— “With me—” I said—With me?

335 ’Tis not that Dying hurts us so— ’Tis Living—hurts us more— But Dying—is a different way— A Kind behind the Door—