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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Without this—there is nought—

655
 
Without this—there is nought—
All other Riches be
As is the Twitter of a Bird—
Heard opposite the Sea—
 
I could not care—to gain
A lesser than the Whole—
For did not this include themself—
As Seams—include the Ball?
 
I wished a way might be
My Heart to subdivide—
’Twould magnify—the Gratitude—
And not reduce—the Gold—

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Altre opere di Emily Dickinson...
Did You Ever Stand in a Cavern’s Mouth

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
Again—his voice is at the door—

663 Again—his voice is at the door— I feel the old Degree— I hear him ask the servant For such an one—as me—
 1
This Consciousness That Is Aware

822 This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself alone
 1
Life XV. I know some lonely houses off the road (289)

XV I know some lonely houses off the… A robber ’d like the look of,— Wooden barred, And windows hanging low,
 1
The Single Hound XXXIV. Nature is what we see (668)

XXXIV NATURE is what we see, The Hill, the Afternoon— Squirrel, Eclipse, the Bumble-bee… Nay—Nature is Heaven.
 3
Ah, Moon—and Star!

240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you—
 1
Rest at Night

714 Rest at Night The Sun from shining, Nature—and some Men— Rest at Noon—some Men—
It Would Have Starved a Gnat

612 It would have starved a Gnat— To live so small as I— And yet I was a living Child— With Food’s necessity
It sounded as if the Streets were running

It sounded as if the Streets were… And then– the Streets stood stil… Eclipse - was all we could see at… And Awe - was all we could feel. By and by - the boldest stole out…
Could mortal lip divine

Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped Freight Of a delivered syllable ‘Twould crumble with the weight.
 1
Finding Is the First Act

870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
The Birds Reported From the South

743 The Birds reported from the South… A News express to Me— A spicy Charge, My little Posts— But I am deaf—Today—
 1
Life XXXVII. FOR each ecstatic instant

XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
 3
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking,

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
Doom Is the House Without the Door

475 Doom is the House without the Doo… ’Tis entered from the Sun— And then the Ladder’s thrown away… Because Escape—is done—



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