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Had we less to say to those we love, perhaps we should say it oftener.
Emily Dickinson
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Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.
Emily Dickinson
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To fight aloud is very brave, but gallanter, I know, who charge within the bosom, the Cavalry of Woe.
Emily Dickinson
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My business is circumference.
Emily Dickinson
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Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room, If in that room a friend await Felicity of doom.
Emily Dickinson
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There's a certain Slant of light, Winter afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us— We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are.... When it comes, the Landscape listens— Shadows—hold their breath— When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death.
Emily Dickinson
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Pain - has an Element of Blank It cannot recollect When it begun - or if there were a time when it was not - It has no Future - but itself - Its Infinite contain Its Past - enlightened to perceive New Periods - of Pain.
Emily Dickinson
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Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode until we drive away.
Emily Dickinson
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I know some lonely houses off the road A robber'd like the look of,-- Wooden barred, And windows hanging low
Emily Dickinson
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I hope your rambles have been sweet, and your reveries spacious.
Emily Dickinson
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The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies!
Emily Dickinson
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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.
Emily Dickinson
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New feet within my garden go, New fingers stir the sod; A troubadour upon the elm Betrays the solitude.New children play upon the green, New weary sleep below; And still the pensive spring returns, And still the punctual snow!
Emily Dickinson
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Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.
Emily Dickinson
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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.
Emily Dickinson
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Love - thou art Veiled - A few - behold thee - Smile - and alter - and prattle - and die - Bliss - were an Oddity - without thee - Nicknamed by God - Eternity -
Emily Dickinson
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An ear can break a human heart As quickly as a spear, We wish the ear had not a heart So dangerously near.
Emily Dickinson
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The Past is such a curious Creature To look her in the Face A Transport may receipt us Or a Disgrace-.
Emily Dickinson
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Faith-is the pierless bridge supporting what We see unto the scene that we do not.
Emily Dickinson
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I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf.
Emily Dickinson
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A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
Emily Dickinson
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We turn not older with years but newer every day.
Emily Dickinson
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Victory comes late-- And is held low to freezing lips-- Too rapt with frost To take it
Emily Dickinson
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Longing, it may be, is the gift no other gift supplies.
Emily Dickinson
