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To die before one fears to die may be a boon.
Emily Dickinson
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Earth is a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true.
Emily Dickinson
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A courteous, yet harrowing Grace, As Guest, that would be gone
Emily Dickinson
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Apparently with no surprise To any happy Flower The Frost beheads it at its play -- In accidental power -- The blonde Assassin passes on -- The Sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another Day For an Approving God.
Emily Dickinson
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I took one Draught of Life -I'll tell you what I paid -Precisely an existence -The market price, they said.
Emily Dickinson
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Not 'Revelation'-'tis that waits/ But our unfurnished eyes.
Emily Dickinson
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As Summer into Autumn slips And yet we sooner say "The Summer" than "the Autumn," lest We turn the sun away, And almost count it an Affront The presence to concede Of one however lovely, not The one that we have loved - So we evade the charge of Years On one attempting shy The Circumvention of the Shaft Of Life's Declivity.
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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My love for those I love – not many – not very many, but don't I love them so?
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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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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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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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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What shall we do my darling, when trial grows more, and more, when the dim, lone light expires, and it's dark, so very dark, and we wander, and know not where, and cannot get out of the forest - whose is the hand to help us, and to lead, and forever guide us? ... Where do you think I've strayed and from what new errand returned. I have come from to and fro, and walking up and down the same place that Satan hailed from when God asked where he'd been.
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
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Truth - is as old as God-.
Emily Dickinson
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We must be careful what we say. No bird resumes its egg.
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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To travel far, there is no better ship than a book.
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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Beauty crowds me till I die. Beauty, mercy have on me! Yet if I expire to-day Let it be in sight of thee!
Emily Dickinson
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Existence has overpowered Books. Today I slew a Mushroom.
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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I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work.
Emily Dickinson
