Emily Dickinson Quotes
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Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast; Grant, God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest.Please God, might I behold him In epauletted white, I should not fear the foe then, I should not fear the fight.
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At least to pray is left - is left Oh Jesus - in the Air - I know not which thy chamber is - I'm knocking everywhere.
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Common sense is almost as omniscient as God.
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We do not play on Graves— Because there isn't Room— Besides—it isn't even—it slants And People come— And put a Flower on it— And hang their faces so— We're fearing that their Hearts will drop— And crush our pretty play— And so we move as far As Enemies—away— Just looking round to see how far It is—Occasionally—
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God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me.
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It is true that the unknown is the largest need of the intellect, though for it, no one thinks to thank God.
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There is a Zone whose even Years No Solstice interrupt - Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon Whose perfect Seasons wait - Whose Summer set in Summer, till The Centuries of June And Centuries of August cease And Consciousness - is Noon.
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The Brain - is wider than the Sky - For - put them side by side - The one the other will contain With ease - and You - beside - The Brain is deeper than the sea - For- hold them - Blue to Blue - The one the other will absorb - As Sponges - Buckets - do - The Brain is just the weight of God - For - Heft them - Pound for Pound - And they will differ - if they do - As Syllable from Sound.
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Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.
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We turn not older with years but newer every day.
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I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the wren; and my hair is bold, like the chestnut bur; and my eyes, like the sherry in the glass, that the guest leaves.
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When we think of his lone effort to live and its bleak reward, the mind turns to the myth "for His mercy endureth forever," with confiding revulsion.
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To lose what we have never owned might seem an eccentric bereavement, but Presumption has its own affliction as well as claim.
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A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
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Victory comes late-- And is held low to freezing lips-- Too rapt with frost To take it
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Home is the definition of God.
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The Service without Hope Is tenderest, I think-- ... There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until
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Knew I how to pray, to intercede for your broken Foot were intuitive - but I am but a Pagan.
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The spreading wide my narrow Hands / To gather Paradise-.
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They might not need me; but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.
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Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode until we drive away.
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We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble.
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We must be careful what we say. No bird resumes its egg.
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Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room, If in that room a friend await Felicity of doom.