“At least to pray is left, is left. O Jesus! in the air I know not which thy chamber is, — I… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Oh Susie, I often think that I will try to tell you how very dear you are, and how I'm watching for… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Sweet hour, blessed hour, to carry me to you, and to bring you back to me, long enough to snatch one kiss,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, . . . The little toil of love, I thought,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“The wind tapped like a tired man, And like a host, "Come in," I boldly answered; entered then My residence within A… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Going to heaven! I don't know when, Pray do not ask me how, — Indeed, I 'm too astonished To think of… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars, Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Taken from men this morning, Carried by men to-day, Met by the gods with banners Who marshalled her away. One little maid… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I have not told my garden yet, Lest that should conquer me; I have not quite the strength now To break it… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“That Love is all there is Is all we know of Love, It is enough, the freight should be Proportioned to the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I read my sentence steadily, Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause, —… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I miss you, mourn for you, and walk the streets alone- often at night, beside, I fall asleep in tears, for your… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Her breast is fit for pearls, But I was not a "Diver" - Her brow is fit for thrones But I have… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“The skies can't keep their secret! They tell it to the hills — The hills just tell the orchards — And they… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still.” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading – treading – till it seemed That Sense… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“The rat is the concisest tenant. He pays no rent, — Repudiates the obligation, On schemes intent. Balking our wit To sound… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period - When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Could you tell me how to grow--or is it unconveyed--like Melody--or Witchcraft?” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness - I’m so accustomed to my Fate - Perhaps the Other - Peace - Would interrupt the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Inebriate of Air — am I — And Debauchee of Dew — Reeling — thro endless summer days — From Inns of Molten Blue —” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The abdication of Belief Makes the Behavior small- Better an ignis fatuus Than no illume at all. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I SEE thee better in the dark, I do not need a light. The love of thee a prism be Excelling violet. I see… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
