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Suspense. By Emily Dickinson

    Elysium is as far as to    The very nearest room,    If in that room a friend await    Felicity or doom.     What fortitude the soul contains,    That it can so…

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

    Doubt me, my dim companion!    Why, God would be content    With but a fraction of the love    Poured thee without a stint.    The whole of me, forever,    What more the…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Surgeons Must Be Very Careful By Emily Dickinson

    Surgeons must be very careful    When they take the knife!    Underneath their fine incisions    Stirs the culprit, — Life!

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Superiority To Fate. By Emily Dickinson

    Superiority to fate    Is difficult to learn.    ‘T is not conferred by any,    But possible to earn     A pittance at a time,    Until, to her surprise,    The soul with strict…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Superfluous Were The Sun By Emily Dickinson

    Superfluous were the sun    When excellence is dead;    He were superfluous every day,    For every day is said     That syllable whose faith    Just saves it from despair,    And whose ‘I’ll…

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

    A sloop of amber slips away    Upon an ether sea,    And wrecks in peace a purple tar,    The son of ecstasy.

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

    Where ships of purple gently toss    On seas of daffodil,    Fantastic sailors mingle,    And then — the wharf is still.

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Summer’s Obsequies. By Emily Dickinson

    The gentian weaves her fringes,    The maple’s loom is red.    My departing blossoms    Obviate parade.     A brief, but patient illness,    An hour to prepare;    And one, below this morning,    Is where…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Summer’s Armies. By Emily Dickinson

    Some rainbow coming from the fair!    Some vision of the world Cashmere    I confidently see!    Or else a peacock’s purple train,    Feather by feather, on the plain    Fritters itself away!…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019
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Summer Shower. By Emily Dickinson

    A drop fell on the apple tree,    Another on the roof;    A half a dozen kissed the eaves,    And made the gables laugh.     A few went out to…

September 23, 2019September 27, 2019

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