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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 (First Series): Transcriber's Note
by EmilyDickinson Preface Life Transcriber's Note As is well documented, Emily Dickinson's poems were edited in these early editions by her friends, better to fit the conventions of the times…Poems by Emily Dickinson: New feet within my garden go
May-Flower I New feet within my garden go, New fingers stir the sod; A troubadour upon the elm Betrays the solitude. New children play upon the green, New weary sleep below; And still the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: There's a certain slant of light
The Hemlock XXXI There's a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes. Heavenly hurt it gives us; We can find no scar, But internal…Poems by Emily Dickinson: One dignity delays for all
Too Late I One dignity delays for all, One mitred afternoon. None can avoid this purple, None evade this crown. Coach it insures, and footmen, Chamber and state and throng; Bells, also, in…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XII ("I asked no other thing")
by Emily Dickinson XI Exclusion XII I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered— Brazil? He twirled a Button— Without a glance…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XVI ("To fight aloud")
by Emily Dickinson The Lonely House Dawn XVI To fight aloud is very brave, But gallanter, I know, Who charge within the bosom, The cavalry of woe. Who win, and nations do not see, Who fall,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Dawn ("When night is almost done")
by EmilyDickinsonXVIThe Book of MartyrsDawn Dawn When night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces, It 's time to smooth the hair And get the dimples…Poems by Emily Dickinson: II ("Our share of night to bear")
by EmilyDickinsonSuccessRouge et NoirII Our share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning. Here a star, and there a star, Some lose…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XX ("I taste a liquor never brewed")
by EmilyDickinsonThe Mystery of PainA BookXX I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I,…Trending
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