Category Emily Dickinson

With sweetness unabated Informed the hour had come With no remiss of triumph The autumn started home – Her home to be with Nature As competition done By influential kinsmen Invited to return In supplements of Purple An adequate repast…

With thee, in the Desert – With thee in the thirst – With thee in the Tamarind wood – Leopard breathes – at last!

Within my Garden, rides a Bird Upon a single Wheel – Whose spokes a dizzy Music make As ’twere a travelling Mill – He never stops, but slackens Above the Ripest Rose – Partakes without alighting And praises as he…

Within my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village – Sauntered as soft away! So unsuspected Violets Within the meadows go – Too late for striving fingers That passed, an hour…

Within that little Hive Such Hints of Honey lay As made Reality a Dream And Dreams, Reality –

Within thy Grave! Oh no, but on some other flight – Thou only camest to mankind To rend it with Good night –

Without a smile – Without a throe A Summer’s soft assemblies go To their entrancing end Unknown – for all the times we met – Estranged, however intimate – What a dissembling Friend –

Without this – there is nought – All other Riches be As is the Twitter of a Bird – Heard opposite the Sea – I could not care – to gain A lesser than the Whole – For did not…

Wolfe demanded during dying “Which controlled the Day”? “General – the British” – “Easy” Answered He – “to die” – Montcalm – His opposing Spirit Rendered with a smile – “Sweet” said He “my own Surrender Liberty’s forestall –”

Would you like Summer? Taste of ours – Spices? Buy – here! Ill! We have Berries, for the parching! Weary! Furloughs of Down! Perplexed! Estates of Violet – ———Trouble ne’er looked on! Captive! We bring Reprieve of Roses! Fainting! Flasks…