Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A wounded deer leaps highest, I've heard the hunter tell; 'Tis but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still.… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity, When breath blew back, And on the other side I heard recede the disappointed… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
... And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul With those same boots of lead, again, Then… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Speech is one symptom of affection; and silence one; the perfect communication is heard of none. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
He fumbles at your spirit As players at the keys Before they drop full music on; He stuns you by degrees. Prepares… — 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
