Category Emily Dickinson

Nature assigns the Sun — That — is Astronomy — Nature cannot enact a Friend — That — is Astrology.

Nature affects to be sedate Upon occasion, grand But let our observation shut Her practices extend To Necromancy and the Trades Remote to understand Behold our spacious Citizen Unto a Juggler turned —

Myself can read the Telegrams A Letter chief to me The Stock’s advance and Retrograde And what the Markets say The Weather — how the Rains In Counties have begun. ‘Tis News as null as nothing, But sweeter so —…

My Wars are laid away in Books — I have one Battle more — A Foe whom I have never seen But oft has scanned me o’er — And hesitated me between And others at my side, But chose the…

My Triumph lasted till the Drums Had left the Dead alone And then I dropped my Victory And chastened stole along To where the finished Faces Conclusion turned on me And then I hated Glory And wished myself were They.…

My Season’s furthest Flower — I tenderer commend Because I found Her Kinsmanless, A Grace without a Friend.

My Maker — let me be Enamored most of thee — But nearer this I more should miss —

My Heart upon a little Plate Her Palate to delight A Berry or a Bun, would be, Might it an Apricot!

My Heart ran so to thee It would not wait for me And I affronted grew And drew away For whatsoe’er my pace He first achieve they Face How general a Grace Allotted two — Not in malignity Mentioned I…

My God — He sees thee — Shine thy best — Fling up thy Balls of Gold Till every Cubit play with thee And every Crescent hold — Elate the Acre at his feet — Upon his Atom swim —…