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Poems by Emily Dickinson: Too Much
by EmilyDickinsonXXIIIShipwreckToo Much Too Much I should have been too glad, I see, Too lifted for the scant degree Of life's penurious round; My little circuit would have shamed This…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXX ("Faith")
by EmilyDickinsonMy Country's WardrobeXXXIXXX Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXXII ("Portraits")
by EmilyDickinsonXXXIThe DuelXXXII Portraits are to daily faces As an evening west To a fine, pedantic sunshine In a satin vest.Poems by Emily Dickinson: Time's Lesson
by EmilyDickinsonDeedRemorseTime's Lesson Time's Lesson Mine enemy is growing old, — I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, — Let him be quick, the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Melodies Unheard
by EmilyDickinsonLVCalled BackMelodies Unheard Melodies Unheard Musicians wrestle everywhere: All day, among the crowded air, I hear the silver strife; And — waking long before the dawn…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Called Back
by EmilyDickinsonMelodies UnheardCalled Back Called Back Just lost when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with eternity, When breath blew back, And on the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The White Heat
by EmilyDickinson Hope Triumphant The White Heat The White Heat Dare you see a soul at the white heat? Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire's common tint; But when the vivid…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Lost Jewel
by EmilyDickinsonXIVXVIThe Lost Jewel The Lost Jewel I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Mother Nature
by EmilyDickinsonOut of the MorningMother Nature Mother Nature Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, — Her admonition mild In forest and the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Sleeping Flowers
by EmilyDickinsonAprilMy RoseThe Sleeping Flowers The Sleeping Flowers "Whose are the little beds," I asked, "Which in the valleys lie?" Some shook their heads, and others smiled, And no…