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Earth is a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true.
Emily Dickinson
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A death-blow is a life-blow to some Who, till they died, did not alive become; Who, had they lived, had died, but when They died, vitality begun.
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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Of Consciousness, her awful Mate. The Soul cannot be rid - as easy the secreting her behind the Eyes of God.
Emily Dickinson
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A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
Emily Dickinson
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The Things that never can come back, are several- Childhood-some forms of Hope-the Dead- Though Joys-like Men-may sometimes make a Journey- And still abide-.
Emily Dickinson
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Not 'Revelation'-'tis that waits/ But our unfurnished eyes.
Emily Dickinson
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Vinnie rocks her Garden and moans that God won't help her. I suppose he is too busy getting angry with the Wicked every day.
Emily Dickinson
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All things do go a-courting, In earth, or sea, or air, God hath made nothing single But thee in His world so fair.
Emily Dickinson
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My love for those I love – not many – not very many, but don't I love them so?
Emily Dickinson
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The sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another day For an approving God.
Emily Dickinson
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... And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul With those same boots of lead, again, Then space began to toll.
Emily Dickinson
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You are nipping in the bud fancies which I let blossom. The shore is safer, but I love to buffet the sea - I can count the bitter wrecks here in these pleasant waters, and hear the murmuring winds, but oh, I love the danger!
Emily Dickinson
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To travel far, there is no better ship than a book.
Emily Dickinson
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A Dominie in Gray-- Put gently up the evening Bars-- And led the flock away
Emily Dickinson
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Existence has overpowered Books. Today I slew a Mushroom.
Emily Dickinson
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Each that we lose takes a part of us; A crescent still abides, Which like the moon, some turbid night, Is summoned by the tides.
Emily Dickinson
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Spring is the Period Express from God.
Emily Dickinson
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Publication - is the auction of the mind.
Emily Dickinson
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Till I loved I never lived.
Emily Dickinson
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Truth - is as old as God-.
Emily Dickinson
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And you dropt, lost, When something broke-- And let you from a Dream
Emily Dickinson
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My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun -In Corners - till a DayThe Owner passed - identified -And carried Me away -And now We roam in Sovereign Woods -And now We hunt the Doe -And every time I speak for Him -The Mountains straight reply -
Emily Dickinson
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Twin loaves of bread have just been born into the world under my auspices. Fine children, the image of their mother. And here, my dear friend, is the glory.
Emily Dickinson
