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We Never Know We Go, — When We Are Going” By Emily Dickinson

    We never know we go, — when we are going    We jest and shut the door;    Fate following behind us bolts it,    And we accost no more.

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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We Learn In The Retreating By Emily Dickinson

    We learn in the retreating    How vast an one    Was recently among us.    A perished sun     Endears in the departure    How doubly more    Than all the golden presence    It was before!

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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We Cover Thee, Sweet Face. By Emily Dickinson

    We cover thee, sweet face.    Not that we tire of thee,    But that thyself fatigue of us;    Remember, as thou flee,    We follow thee until    Thou notice us no more,    And…

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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Water Is Taught By Thirst; By Emily Dickinson

    Water is taught by thirst;    Land, by the oceans passed;    Transport, by throe;    Peace, by its battles told;    Love, by memorial mould;    Birds, by the snow.

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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Waiting. By Emily Dickinson

    I sing to use the waiting,    My bonnet but to tie,    And shut the door unto my house;    No more to do have I,     Till, his best step…

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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Void. By Emily Dickinson

    Great streets of silence led away    To neighborhoods of pause;    Here was no notice, no dissent,    No universe, no laws.     By clocks ‘t was morning, and for night    The…

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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Victory Comes Late, By Emily Dickinson

    Victory comes late,    And is held low to freezing lips    Too rapt with frost    To take it.    How sweet it would have tasted,    Just a drop!    Was God so economical?    His table…

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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Ventures. By Emily Dickinson

    Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.    For the one ship that struts the shore    Many’s the gallant, overwhelmed creature    Nodding in navies nevermore.

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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Vanished. By Emily Dickinson

    She died, — this was the way she died;    And when her breath was done,    Took up her simple wardrobe    And started for the sun.     Her little figure…

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019
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Unwarned. By Emily Dickinson

    ‘T is sunrise, little maid, hast thou    No station in the day?    ‘T was not thy wont to hinder so, —    Retrieve thine industry.     ‘T is noon, my…

September 24, 2019September 26, 2019

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