Category Emily Dickinson

Experiment escorts us last – His pungent company Will not allow an Axiom An Opportunity

Expanse cannot be lost – Not Joy, but a Decree Is Deity – His Scene, Infinity – Whose rumor’s Gate was shut so tight Before my Beam was sown, Not even a Prognostic’s push Could make a Dent thereon –…

Except the smaller size – No Lives – are Round – These hurry to a Sphere – And Show and End – The Larger – slower grow – And later – hang – The Summers of Hesperides Are long –…

Estranged from Beauty – none can be – For Beauty is Infinity – And power to be finite ceased Before Identity was creased –

Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape – it is the Basket In which the Heart is caught When down some awful Battlement The rest of Life…

Ended, ere it begun – The Title was scarcely told When the Preface perished from Consciousness The Story, unrevealed – Had it been mine, to print! Had it been yours, to read! That it was not Our privilege The interdict…

Endanger it, and the Demand Of tickets for a sigh Amazes the Humility Of Credibility – Recover it to nature And that dejected Fleet Find Consternation’s carnival Divested of it’s meat

Elysium is as far as to The very nearest Room If in that Room a Friend await Felicity or Doom – What fortitude the Soul contains, That it can so endure The accent of a coming Foot – The opening…

Elisabeth told Essex That she could not forgive The clemency of Deity However – might survive – That secondary succor We trust that she partook When suing – like her Essex For a reprieving Look –

Elijah’s Wagon knew no thill Was innocent of Wheel Elijah’s horses as unique As was his vehicle – Elijah’s journey to portray Expire with him the skill Who justified Elijah In feats inscrutable –