The Going From a World We Know, by Emily Dickinson

The Going From a World We Know

The going from a world we know

To one a wonder still

Is like the child’s adversity

Whose vista is a hill,

Behind the hill is sorcery

And everything unknown,

But will the secret compensate

For climbing it alone?

XXIX THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy

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

268 Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlast… A Smaller Purple grows— At sunset, or a lesser glow

699 The Judge is like the Owl— I’ve heard my Father tell— And Owls do build in Oaks— So here’s an Amber Sill—

’Twas comfort in her Dying Room To hear the living Clock— A short relief to have the wind Walk boldly up and knock— Diversion from the Dying Theme

338 I know that He exists. Somewhere—in Silence— He has hid his rare life From our gross eyes.

232 The Sun—just touched the Morning— The Morning—Happy thing— Supposed that He had come to dwel… And Life would all be Spring!

353 A happy lip—breaks sudden— It doesn’t state you how It contemplated—smiling— Just consummated—now—

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

940 On that dear Frame the Years had… Yet precious as the House In which We first experienced Lig… The Witnessing, to Us—

310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—

XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.

590 Did you ever stand in a Cavern’s… Widths out of the Sun— And look—and shudder, and block yo… And deem to be alone

974 The Soul’s distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity—

355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—