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Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass. No Ordinance be seen So gradual the Grace A pensive Custom it becomes Enlarging Loneliness. Antiquest felt at Noon

Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass. No Ordinance be seen So gradual the Grace A pensive Custom it becomes Enlarging Loneliness. Antiquest felt at Noon When August burning low Arise this spectral Canticle Repose to typify Remit as yet no Grace No Furrow on the Glow Yet a Druidic Difference Enhances Nature now.

Emily Dickinson
Summer, Loneliness, Differences
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1346, Delphi Classics

in this short life that only lasts ah hour how much-how little-is within our power.

Emily Dickinson
Short Life, Littles, Lasts
Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.502, Harvard University Press

September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets - Crows - and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming - An Innuendo sear That makes the Heart put up its Fun And turn Philosopher.

Emily Dickinson
Fun, Heart, Crow
Emily Dickinson, Cristanne Miller (2016). “Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them”, p.516, Harvard University Press

Assent - and you are sane - Demur - and you're straightaway dangerous - and handled with a chain.

Emily Dickinson
Atheism, Chains, Dangerous

Eternity' is there, We say, as of a station. Meanwhile, he is so near, He joins me in my Ramble? Divides abode with me? No Friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.

Emily Dickinson
No Friends, Eternity, Abode
Complete Poems, no.1684 (first published 1914).

God's unique capacity is too surprising to surprise.

Emily Dickinson
God, Unique, Surprise
Emily Dickinson (2012). “Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.367, Courier Corporation

The steeples swam in amethyst, the news like squirrels swam.

Emily Dickinson
Squirrels, News, Steeples
Emily Dickinson (2012). “Selected Poems”, p.11, Courier Corporation

Time is short and full, like an outgrown Frock - .

Emily Dickinson
Time
Emily Dickinson (1986). “Selected Letters”, p.265, Harvard University Press

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again, And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now, And deck thee with holly's sheen, That, when December blights thy brow, He still may leave thy garland green.

Emily Dickinson
Summer, Sweet, Spring

You are out of the way of temptation and out of the way of the tempter - I didn't mean to make you wicked - but I was - and am - and shall be - and I was with you so much that I couldn't help contaminate.

Emily Dickinson
Mean, Temptation, Wicked

Just a turn of the doorknob, and there lies freedom.

Emily Dickinson
Lying, Turns

I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty," I replied. "And I for truth, the two are one; We brethren are," he said. And so, as kinsmen met a night, We talked between the rooms, Until the moss had reached our lips, And covered up our names.

Emily Dickinson
Night, Covered Up, Names
"I died for beauty but was scarce" l. 1 (ca. 1862)

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
Thinking, Forever, Effort
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.2349, Delphi Classics

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
Garden, Rocks, Wicked

A Toad, can die of Light - Death is the Common Right Of Toads and Men

Emily Dickinson
Death, Men, Light
Emily Dickinson, Cristanne Miller (2016). “Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them”, p.166, Harvard University Press

It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness - I’m so accustomed to my Fate - Perhaps the Other - Peace - Would interrupt the Dark - And crowd the little Room - Too scant - by Cubits - to contain The Sacrament - of Him - I am not used to Hope - It might intrude upon - Its sweet parade - blaspheme the place - Ordained to Suffering - It might be easier To fail - with Land in Sight - Than gain - My Blue Peninsula - To perish - of Delight -

Emily Dickinson
Sweet, Loneliness, Fate
Emily Dickinson, James Reeves (1959). “Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.38, Heinemann

These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.

Emily Dickinson
Two, Bird, Looks
"These are the days when birds" l. 1 (ca. 1859)

A Murmur in the Trees - to note - Not loud enough - for Wind - A Star - not far enough to seek - Nor near enough - to find

Emily Dickinson
Stars, Wind, Tree
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.680, Delphi Classics

Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?

Emily Dickinson
White, Soul, Heat
Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.180, Harvard University Press

I had a terror-since September -I could tell to none-and so I sing, as the Boy does by the Burying Ground-because I am afraid.

Emily Dickinson
Boys, Doe, September

A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is, to meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege I think.

Emily Dickinson
Book, Thinking, Dresses
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.22, Delphi Classics

A Deed knocks first at Thought And then - it knocks at Will - That is the manufacturing spot.

Emily Dickinson
Deeds, Firsts, Spots
Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.118, First Avenue Editions

She died--this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.

Emily Dickinson
Angel, Simple, Done
Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.204, First Avenue Editions

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
Stars, Eye, Men
Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.81, First Avenue Editions

When everything that ticked has stopped, and space stares, all around, or grisly frosts, first autumn morns, repeal the beating ground.

Emily Dickinson
Fall, Autumn, Space
Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.154, Harvard University Press

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