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She Went As Quiet As The Dew By Emily Dickinson

    She went as quiet as the dew    From a familiar flower.    Not like the dew did she return    At the accustomed hour!     She dropt as softly as a…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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She Sweeps With Many-Colored Brooms, By Emily Dickinson

    She sweeps with many-colored brooms,    And leaves the shreds behind;    Oh, housewife in the evening west,    Come back, and dust the pond!     You dropped a purple ravelling in,    You…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Setting Sail. By Emily Dickinson

    Exultation is the going    Of an inland soul to sea, —    Past the houses, past the headlands,    Into deep eternity!     Bred as we, among the mountains,    Can the sailor…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Secrets. By Emily Dickinson

    The skies can’t keep their secret!    They tell it to the hills —    The hills just tell the orchards —    And they the daffodils!     A bird, by chance,…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Saved! By Emily Dickinson

    Of tribulation these are they    Denoted by the white;    The spangled gowns, a lesser rank    Of victors designate.     All these did conquer; but the ones    Who overcame most times    Wear…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Saturday Afternoon. By Emily Dickinson

    From all the jails the boys and girls    Ecstatically leap, —    Beloved, only afternoon    That prison doesn’t keep.     They storm the earth and stun the air,    A mob of…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Satisfied. By Emily Dickinson

    One blessing had I, than the rest    So larger to my eyes    That I stopped gauging, satisfied,    For this enchanted size.     It was the limit of my dream,    The…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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My wheel is in the dark! by Emily Dickinson

My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round. My foot is on the…

September 10, 2019
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Through lane it lay – through bramble -by Emily Dickinson

Through lane it lay – through bramble – Through clearing and through wood – Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road. The wolf came…

September 10, 2019
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There is a Word by Emily Dickinson

There is a Word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man – It hurls its barbed syllables And is mute again – But…

September 10, 2019

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