We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s Act—, par Emily Dickinson

We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s Act—

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We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s Act—

And later—when we die—

A little Water supplicate—

Of fingers going by—

It intimates the finer want—

Whose adequate supply

Is that Great Water in the West—

Termed Immortality—

“Morning”—means “Milking”—to the… Dawn—to the Teneriffe— Dice—to the Maid— Morning means just Risk—to the Lo… Just revelation—to the Beloved—

994 Partake as doth the Bee, Abstemiously. The Rose is an Estate— In Sicily.

XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.

This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty Her message is committed

471 A Night—there lay the Days betwee… The Day that was Before— And Day that was Behind—were one— And now—'twas Night—was here—

591 To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere— And even when the Snow

621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—

34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—

842 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! Better, to be found, If one care to, that is, The Fox fits the Hound—

Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather

LXXXV A LIGHT exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here

41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses

684 Best Gains—must have the Losses’… To constitute them—Gains—

A clock stopped—not the mantel’s Geneva’s farthest skill Can’t put the puppet bowing That just now dangled still. An awe came on the trinket!

There cam a Wind like a Bugle - It quivered through the Grass And a Green Chill upon the Heat So ominous did pass We barred the Windows and the Doo…