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Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence - is denied them. They fling their Speech By means of it - in God's Ear - If then He hear - This sums the Apparatus Comprised in Prayer
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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Such is the force of Happiness-- The Least can lift a ton Assisted by its stimulus.
Emily Dickinson
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Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.
Emily Dickinson
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The bustle in a house The morning after death Is solemnest of industries Enacted upon earth,-- The sweeping up the heart, And putting love away We shall not want to use again Until eternity.
Emily Dickinson
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A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is To meet an antique book In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take, And warming in our own, A passage back, or two, to make To times when he was young. His quaint opinions to inspect, His knowledge to unfold On what concerns our mutual mind, The literature of old.
Emily Dickinson
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For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
Emily Dickinson
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I lost a world the other day. Has anybody found? You'll know it by the rows of stars around it's forehead bound. A rich man might not notice it; yet to my frugal eye of more esteem than ducats. Oh! Find it, sir, for me!
Emily Dickinson
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I was almost persuaded to be a Christian. I thought I never again could be thoughtless and worldly. But I soon forgot my morning prayer or else it was irksome to me. One by one my old habits returned and I cared less for religion than ever.
Emily Dickinson
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I HIDE myself within my flower That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower, That, fading from your vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me Almost a loneliness.
Emily Dickinson
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Endow the Living - with the Tears - You squander on the Dead.
Emily Dickinson
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They say that “Time assuages” - Time never did assuage - An actual suffering strengthens As Sinews do, with age - Time is a Test of Trouble - But not a Remedy - If such it prove, it prove too There was no Malady.
Emily Dickinson
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I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work.
Emily Dickinson
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Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
Emily Dickinson
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Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.
Emily Dickinson
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How do most people live without any thought? There are many people in the world,--you must have noticed them in the street,--how do they live? How do they get strength to put on their clothes in the morning?
Emily Dickinson
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To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie— True Poems flee—
Emily Dickinson
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That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.
Emily Dickinson
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Best Witchcraft is Geometry To the magician's mind - His ordinary acts are feats To thinking of mankind.
Emily Dickinson
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Is Bliss then, such Abyss, I must not put my foot amiss For fear I spoil my shoe? I'd rather suit my foot Than save my Boot -- For yet to buy another Pair is possible, At any store -- But Bliss, is sold just once. The Patent lost None buy it any more -
Emily Dickinson
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I'll tell you how the Sun rose.
Emily Dickinson
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A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
Emily Dickinson
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I do not feel I could give up all for Christ, were I called to die.
Emily Dickinson
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The truth dazzles gradually, or else the world would be blind.
Emily Dickinson
