You left me—Sire—two Legacies, por Emily Dickinson

You left me—Sire—two Legacies

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You left me—Sire—two Legacies—

A Legacy of Love

A Heavenly Father would suffice

Had He the offer of—

You left me Boundaries of Pain—

Capacious as the Sea—

Between Eternity and Time—

Your Consciousness—and Me—

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816 A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.

954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—

LXIII Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair.

Lives he in any other world My faith cannot reply Before it was imperative ’Twas all distinct to me -

368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…

775 If Blame be my side’—forfeit Me’— But doom me not to forfeit Thee’— To forfeit Thee? The very name Is sentence from Belief’—and Hous…

Could mortal lip divine The undeveloped Freight Of a delivered syllable ‘Twould crumble with the weight.

197 Morning—is the place for Dew— Corn—is made at Noon— After dinner light—for flowers— Dukes—for Setting Sun!

713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—

Because I could not stop for Deat… He kindly stopped for me– The Carriage held but just Oursel… And Immortality. We slowly drove– He knew no haste

603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East

552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—

568 We learned the Whole of Love— The Alphabet—the Words— A Chapter—then the mighty Book— Then—Revelation closed—

748 Autumn—overlooked my Knitting— Dyes—said He—have I— Could disparage a Flamingo— Show Me them—said I—

His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.