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Poems by Emily Dickinson: LI ("Water is taught")
by EmilyDickinsonThe Soul's StormThirstLI 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…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Charlotte Brontë's Grave
by EmilyDickinsonLIIILVCharlotte Brontí«'s Grave Charlotte Brontí«'s Grave All overgrown by cunning moss, All interspersed with weed, The little cage of 'Currer Bell,' In quiet Haworth…Poems by Emily Dickinson: VI ("The stimulus")
by EmilyDickinsonEndingVIIVI The stimulus, beyond the grave His countenance to see, Supports me like imperial drams Afforded royally.Poems by Emily Dickinson: VII ("Given in marriage")
by EmilyDickinsonVIVIIIVII Given in marriage unto thee, Oh, thou celestial host! Bride of the Father and the Son, Bride of the Holy Ghost! Other betrothal shall dissolve, Wedlock…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XI ("Much madness")
by EmilyDickinsonIn a LibraryXIIXI Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. 'T is the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXVI ("The brain")
by EmilyDickinsonXXVXXVI The brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, 'T were easier for you To put the water back When floods have slit the hills, And…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Rouge et Noir
by EmilyDickinsonIIRouge GagneRouge et Noir Rouge et Noir Soul, wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost, indeed, But tens have won an all. Angels' breathless…Poems by Emily Dickinson: With a Flower ("When roses")
by EmilyDickinsonVIProofWith a Flower With a Flower I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too — And angels know the rest. I hide myself…Poems by Emily Dickinson: X ("A little road")
by EmilyDickinsonThe GrassSummer ShowerX A little road not made of man, Enabled of the eye, Accessible to thill of bee, Or cart of butterfly. If town it have, beyond itself, 'T is that I…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XVII ("As children")
by EmilyDickinsonXVIXVIIIXVII As children bid the guest good-night, And then reluctant turn, My flowers raise their pretty lips, Then put their nightgowns on. As children caper when they…Trending
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