I SEE thee better in the dark, I do not need a light. The love of thee a prism be Excelling violet.… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Apparently with no surprise To any happy Flower The Frost beheads it at its play -- In accidental power -- The blonde… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
PRESENTIMENT is that long shadow on the lawn Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
There is a Zone whose even Years No Solstice interrupt - Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon Whose perfect Seasons wait - Whose… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
LOOK back on time with kindly eyes, He doubtless did his best; How softly sinks his trembling sun In human nature's west! — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“To see her is a picture— To hear her is a tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
As Summer into Autumn slips And yet we sooner say "The Summer" than "the Autumn," lest We turn the sun away, And… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
My Faith is larger than the Hills— So when the Hills decay— My Faith must take the Purple Wheel To show the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another day For an approving God. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Look back on Time, with kindly eyes - He doubtless did his best - How softly sinks that trembling sun In Human… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And doesn't care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Longing is like the seed That wrestles in the ground, Believing if it intercede It shall at length be found. The hour… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
She died--this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly… — 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
