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Poems by Emily Dickinson: Superiority to Fate
Real Riches Hope Superiority to Fate 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…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Saturday Afternoon
I Had a Guinea Golden XXI Saturday Afternoon From all the jails the boys and girls Ecstatically leap, — Beloved, only afternoon That prison doesn't keep. They storm the earth…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Lost Thought
XXII Reticence The Lost Thought I felt a clearing in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Lost Faith
Disenchantment Lost Joy Lost Faith To lose one's faith surpasses The loss of an estate, Because estates can be Replenished, — faith cannot. Inherited with life, Belief but…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Lost Joy
Lost Faith XXXVIII Lost Joy I had a daily bliss I half indifferent viewed, Till sudden I perceived it stir, — It grew as I pursued, Till when, around a crag, It wasted from…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Alpine Glow
XXXIX Remembrance Alpine Glow Our lives are Swiss, — So still, so cool, Till, some odd afternoon, The Alps neglect their curtains, And we look farther on. Italy stands the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Thanksgiving Day
Experience Childish Griefs Thanksgiving Day One day is there of the series Termed Thanksgiving day, Celebrated part at table, Part in memory. Neither patriarch nor pussy, I…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Childish Griefs
Thanksgiving Day Childish Griefs Softened by Time's consummate plush, How sleek the woe appears That threatened childhood's citadel And undermined the years! Bisected now by…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Life's Trades
VII IX Life's Trades It's such a little thing to weep, So short a thing to sigh; And yet by trades the size of these We men and women die! Contents VII IXPoems by Emily Dickinson: Love's Humility
Consecration Love Love's Humility My worthiness is all my doubt, His merit all my fear, Contrasting which, my qualities Do lowlier appear; Lest I should insufficient prove…