Unto my books so good to turn Far ends of tired days; It half endears the abstinence, And pain is missed in praise. As flavors cheer retarded guests With…
Poem
Unreturning. By Emily Dickinson
‘T was such a little, little boat That toddled down the bay! ‘T was such a gallant, gallant sea That beckoned it away! ‘T was such a greedy,…
Undue Significance A Starving Man Attaches By Emily Dickinson
Undue significance a starving man attaches To food Far off; he sighs, and therefore hopeless, And therefore good. Partaken, it relieves indeed, but proves us That spices fly In the…
Two Worlds. By Emily Dickinson
It makes no difference abroad, The seasons fit the same, The mornings blossom into noons, And split their pods of flame. Wild-flowers kindle in the woods, The brooks brag…
Two Voyagers. By Emily Dickinson
Two butterflies went out at noon And waltzed above a stream, Then stepped straight through the firmament And rested on a beam; And then together bore away Upon a…
Trying To Forget. By Emily Dickinson
Bereaved of all, I went abroad, No less bereaved to be Upon a new peninsula, — The grave preceded me, Obtained my lodgings ere myself, And when I sought…
Troubled About Many Things. By Emily Dickinson
How many times these low feet staggered, Only the soldered mouth can tell; Try! can you stir the awful rivet? Try! can you lift the hasps of steel?…
Triumphant. By Emily Dickinson
Who never lost, are unprepared A coronet to find; Who never thirsted, flagons And cooling tamarind. Who never climbed the weary league — Can such a foot explore The purple…
Triumph. By Emily Dickinson
Triumph may be of several kinds. There ‘s triumph in the room When that old imperator, Death, By faith is overcome. There ‘s triumph of the finer mind When…
Transplanted. By Emily Dickinson
As if some little Arctic flower, Upon the polar hem, Went wandering down the latitudes, Until it puzzled came To continents of summer, To firmaments of sun, To strange, bright crowds…