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Poems by Emily Dickinson: The pedigree of honey
IV A Service of Song V The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy. Contents IV A Service of SongPoems by Emily Dickinson: I died for beauty
IX "Troubled About Many Things" X I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? "…Poems by Emily Dickinson: If I shouldn't be alive
Lost XXXVIII XXXVII If I shouldn't be alive When the robins come, Give the one in red cravat A memorial crumb. If I couldn't thank you, Being just asleep, You will know I'm trying With my…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Sleep is supposed to be
XXXVII XXXIX XXXVIII Sleep is supposed to be, By souls of sanity, The shutting of the eye. Sleep is the station grand Down which on either hand The hosts of witness stand! Morn is…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Lonely House
by EmilyDickinsonThe SecretXVIThe Lonely House The Lonely House I know some lonely houses off the road A robber 'd like the look of, — Wooden barred, And windows hanging low, Inviting to A…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Book of Martyrs
by EmilyDickinsonDawnThe Mystery of PainThe Book of Martyrs The Book of Martyrs Read, sweet, how others strove, Till we are stouter; What they renounced, Till we are less afraid; How many…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Mystery of Pain
by EmilyDickinsonThe Book of MartyrsXXThe Mystery of Pain The Mystery of Pain Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXV ("Belshazzar")
by EmilyDickinson XXIV XXVI XXV Belshazzar had a letter, — He never had but one; Belshazzar's correspondent Concluded and begun In that immortal copy The conscience of us all Can read without…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Rouge Gagne
by EmilyDickinsonRouge et NoirVRouge Gagne Rouge Gagne 'T is so much joy! 'T is so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Love's Baptism
by EmilyDickinsonRenunciationResurrectionLove's Baptism Love's Baptism I'm ceded, I've stopped being theirs; The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is…