Category Emily Dickinson

Suspense—is Hostiler than Death— Death—tho’soever Broad, Is Just Death, and cannot increase— Suspense—does not conclude— But perishes—to live anew— But just anew to die— Annihilation—plated fresh With Immortality—

Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit–Life!

Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said That syllable whose Faith Just saves it from Despair And whose “I’ll meet You” hesitates If Love inquire “Where”? Upon His dateless…

Sunset at Night—is natural— But Sunset on the Dawn Reverses Nature—Master— So Midnight’s—due—at Noon. Eclipses be—predicted— And Science bows them in— But do one face us suddenly— Jehovah’s Watch—is wrong.

A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook, That went to help the sea. Myself conjectured, Were…

Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whippoorwill And Oriole—are done! For thee to bloom, I’ll skip the tomb And row my blossoms o’er! Pray gather me— Anemone— Thy flower—forevermore!

Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain— No Sinew can afford— The Cargo of Themselves— Too infinite for Consciousness’ Slow capabilities.

Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning— Lightning—lets away Power to perceive His Process With Vitality. Maimed—was I—yet not by Venture— Stone of stolid Boy— Nor a Sportsman’s Peradventure— Who mine Enemy? Robbed—was I—intact to Bandit— All my Mansion torn—…

Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds To drink—enables Mine Through Desert or the Wilderness As bore it Sealed Wine— To go elastic—Or as One The Camel’s trait—attained— How powerful the Stimulus Of an Hermetic Mind—