Tell all the Truth, but tell it slant/Success in Circuit lies... — Emily Dickinson Circuits Copy Share Image
And then--a Day as huge As Yesterdays in pairs, Unrolled its horror in my face-- Until it blocked my eyes — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
We trust in plumed procession For such the angels go Rank after rank, with even feet/And uniforms of snow. — Emily Dickinson Angel Copy Share Image
“Inebriate of Air — am I — And Debauchee of Dew — Reeling — thro endless summer days — From Inns of Molten Blue —” — Emily Dickinson Nature Copy Share Image
They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse. — Emily Dickinson God Copy Share Image
The Pleading of the Summer - That other Prank - of Snow - That Cushions Mystery with Tulle, For fear the Squirrels… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“To wait an Hour—is long— If Love be just beyond— To wait Eternity—is short— If Love reward the end—” — Emily Dickinson Eternity Copy Share Image
I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Nothing more do I ask than to share with you the ecstasy and sacrament of my life. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
When I sound the fairy call, gather here in silent meeiing, Chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and… — Emily Dickinson Dreams Copy Share Image
I would paint a portrait which would bring the tears, had I canvas for it, and the scene should be -- solitude,… — Emily Dickinson Artist 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 Amethyst 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
Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Till the first friend dies, we think our ecstasy impersonal, but then discover that he was the cup from which we drank… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
This so much joy! This so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured… — 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 Death and dying Copy Share Image
“The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pausing— At her… — Emily Dickinson Poetry Copy Share Image
One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted— One need not be a House— The Brain — has Corridors —… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brush the Summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As Housewives… — Emily Dickinson Eternity 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 Inevitable While I was fearing it, it came, But came with less of fear, Because that fearing it so long Had… — Emily Dickinson Fear Copy Share Image
“MY worthiness is all my doubt, His merit all my fear, Contrasting which, my qualities Do lowlier appear; Lest I should insufficient… — Emily Dickinson Fear 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 Emily-dickinson Copy Share Image
An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
