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I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,— The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
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Faith slips - and laughs, and rallies.
Emily Dickinson
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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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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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It is finished, is never said of us.
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Had we less to say to those we love, perhaps we should say it oftener.
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How lucious lies the pea within the pod.
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Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ’T is the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are sane; Demur,-you ’re straightway dangerous, And handled with a chain.
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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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The power to console is not within corporeal reach - though its attempt is precious.
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His Labor is a Chant - His Idleness -a Tune - Oh, for a Bee's experience Of Clovers, and of Noon!
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Tell the truth, but tell it slant.
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Narcotics cannot still the tooth. That Nibbles at the soul.
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Banish Air from Air Divide Light if you dare
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'Faith' is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see - But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
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If I can stop one heart from breaking…” Emily Dickinson If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
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Pain has an element of blank.
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A sick room is at times too sacred a place for a friend's knock, timid as that is.
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My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word.
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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 -
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I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity Nor had I time to love: but since Some industry must be, The little toil of love, I thought, Was large enough for me.
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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.
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Life is so rotatory that the wilderness falls to each, sometime.
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It might be easier To fail with land in sight, Than gain my blue peninsula To perish of delight.
Emily Dickinson