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Emily Dickinson
Between My Country -- and the Others -- There is a Sea -- But Flowers -- negotiate between us -- As Ministry.
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Birthday of but a single pang That there are less to come -- Afflictive is the Adjective But affluent the doom --
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Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast -- Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest! Please God, might I behold him In epauletted white -- I should not fear the foe then -- I should not fear the fight!
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Bliss is the plaything of the child -- The secret of the man The sacred stealth of Boy and Girl Rebuke it if we can
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By Chivalries as tiny, A Blossom, or a Book, The seeds of smiles are planted -- Which blossom in the dark.
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By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven -- So martyrs albums show!
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Circumference thou Bride of Awe Possessing thou shalt be Possessed by every hallowed Knight That dares to covet thee
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Defrauded I a Butterfly -- The lawful Heir -- for Thee --
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Except to Heaven, she is nought. Except for Angels -- lone. Except to some wide-wandering Bee A flower superfluous blown. Except for winds -- provincial. Except by Butterflies Unnoticed as a single dew That on the Acre lies. The smallest Housewife in the grass, Yet take her from the Lawn And somebody has lost the face That made Existence -- Home!
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Few, yet enough, Enough is One -- To that ethereal throng Have not each one of us the right To stealthily belong?
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Emily Dickinson
Follow wise Orion Till you waste your Eye -- Dazzlingly decamping He is just as high --
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Emily Dickinson
Heaven is so far of the Mind That were the Mind dissolved -- The Site -- of it -- by Architect Could not again be proved -- 'Tis vast -- as our Capacity -- As fair -- as our idea -- To Him of adequate desire No further 'tis, than Here --
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His Heart was darker than the starless night For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can be no Bode of Dawn
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Emily Dickinson
Hope is a strange invention -- A Patent of the Heart -- In unremitting action Yet never wearing out -- Of this electric Adjunct Not anything is known But its unique momentum Embellish all we own --
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Emily Dickinson
How Human Nature dotes On what it can't detect. The moment that a Plot is plumbed Prospective is extinct -- Prospective is the friend Reserved for us to know When Constancy is clarified Of Curiosity -- Of subjects that resist Redoubtablest is this Where go we -- Go we anywhere Creation after this?
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Emily Dickinson
I gave myself to Him -- And took Himself, for Pay, The solemn contract of a Life Was ratified, this way -- The Wealth might disappoint -- Myself a poorer prove Than this great Purchaser suspect, The Daily Own -- of Love Depreciate the Vision -- But till the Merchant buy -- Still Fable -- in the Isles of Spice -- The subtle Cargoes -- lie -- At least -- 'tis Mutual -- Risk -- Some -- found it -- Mutual Gain -- Sweet Debt of Life -- Each Night to owe -- Insolvent -- every Noon --
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I many times thought Peace had come When Peace was far away -- As Wrecked Men -- deem they sight the Land -- At Centre of the Sea -- And struggle slacker -- but to prove As hopelessly as I -- How many the fictitious Shores -- Before the Harbor be --
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I never felt at Home -- Below -- And in the Handsome Skies I shall not feel at Home -- I know -- I don't like Paradise -- Because it's Sunday -- all the time -- And Recess -- never comes -- And Eden'll be so lonesome Bright Wednesday Afternoons -- If God could make a visit -- Or ever took a Nap -- So not to see us -- but they say Himself -- a Telescope Perennial beholds us -- Myself would run away From Him -- and Holy Ghost -- and All -- But there's the "Judgement Day"!
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Emily Dickinson
I Years had been from Home And now before the Door I dared not enter, lest a Face I never saw before Stare solid into mine And ask my Business there -- "My Business but a Life I left Was such remaining there?" I leaned upon the Awe -- I lingered with Before -- The Second like an Ocean rolled And broke against my ear -- I laughed a crumbling Laugh That I could fear a Door Who Consternation compassed And never winced before. I fitted to the Latch My Hand, with trembling care Lest back the awful Door should spring And leave me in the Floor -- Then moved my Fingers off As cautiously as Glass And held my ears, and like a Thief Fled gasping from the House --
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Emily Dickinson
I've known a Heaven, like a Tent -- To wrap its shining Yards -- Pluck up its stakes, and disappear -- Without the sound of Boards Or Rip of Nail -- Or Carpenter -- But just the miles of Stare -- That signalize a Show's Retreat -- In North America -- No Trace -- no Figment of the Thing That dazzled, Yesterday, No Ring -- no Marvel -- Men, and Feats -- Dissolved as utterly -- As Bird's far Navigation Discloses just a Hue -- A plash of Oars, a Gaiety -- Then swallowed up, of View.
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Ideals are the Fairly Oil With which we help the Wheel But when the Vital Axle turns The Eye rejects the Oil.
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If Nature smiles -- the Mother must I'm sure, at many a whim Of Her eccentric Family -- Is She so much to blame?
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Emily Dickinson
If pain for peace prepares Lo, what "Augustan" years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise, Can the Anemones Be reckoned up? If night stands fast -- then noon To gird us for the sun, What gaze! When from a thousand skies On our developed eyes Noons blaze!
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#Pain #Peace

Emily Dickinson
Is Immortality a bane That men are so oppressed?
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It's such a little thing to weep -- So short a thing to sigh -- And yet -- by Trades -- the size of these We men and women die!
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