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"Of Consciousness, her awful Mate
The Soul cannot be rid —
As easy the secreting her
Behind the Eyes of God."
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Complete Poems, no. 894 (1955). |
"If only Centuries, delayed,
I'd count them on my Hand,"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. If you were coming in the Fall (l. 9-10). . .
The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"The Brain—is wider than the Sky—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Complete Poems, no. 632 (1955). |
"If certain, when this life was out—
That your's and mine, should be—
I'd toss it yonder, like a Rind,
And take Eternity—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. If you were coming in the Fall (l. 13-16). . .
The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"And then—a Day as huge
As Yesterdays in pairs,
Unrolled its horror in my face—
Until it blocked my eyes—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The first Day's Night had come (l. 9-12).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"I heard a Fly buzz—when I died—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. I heard a Fly buzz—when I died (l. 1).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"The first Day's Night had come—
And grateful that a thing
So terrible—had been endured—
I told my Soul to sing—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The first Day's Night had come (l. 1-4).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"—and then it was
There interposed a Fly—
With Blue—uncertain stumbling Buzz—
Between the light—and me—
And then the Windows failed—and then
I could not see to see—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. m.. I heard a Fly buzz—when I died (l. 12-16).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"The privilege to die—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Heart asks Pleasure—first (l. 8).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"There's plunder—where?
Tankard, or spoon,
Earring, or stone,
A watch, some ancient brooch
To match the grandmamma,
Staid sleeping there."
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. I know some lonely houses off the road (l. 25-30).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
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