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"Assent—and you are sane—,
Demur—you're straightway dangerous—,
And handled with a Chain—."
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Complete Poems, no. 435 (1955). |
"I died for Beauty—but was scarce
Adjusted in the Tomb
When One who died for Truth, was lain
In an adjoining Room—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. I died for Beauty—but was scarce (l. 1-4).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"Drab Habitation of Whom?
Tabernacle or Tomb—
Or Dome of Worm—
Or Porch of Gnome—
Or some Elf's Catacomb?"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Complete Poems, no. 893 (1955). |
"We talked between the Rooms—
Until the Moss had reached our lips—
And covered up—our names—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. I died for Beauty—but was scarce (l. 10-12).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"To fight aloud is very brave,
But gallanter I know,
Who charge within the bosom
The Cavalry of Woe."
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Complete Poems, no. 126 (1955). |
"I dreaded that first robin so,
But he is mastered now,"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. I dreaded that first robin, so (l. 1-2).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"No Life can pompless pass away—
The lowliest career
To the same Pageant wends its way
As that exalted here—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Complete Poems, no. 1626 (1955). |
"They're here, though; not a creature failed,
No blossom stayed away
In gentle deference to me,
The Queen of Calvary.
Each one salutes me as he goes,"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. I dreaded that first robin, so (l. 21-25).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
"Nods from the Gilded pointers—
Nods from the Seconds slim—
Decades of Arrogance between
The Dial life—
And Him—"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. The Complete Poems, no. 287 (1955). |
"I dared not meet the daffodils,"
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. I dreaded that first robin, so (l. 9).
CP-Di. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Thomas H. Johnson, ed. (1960) Little, Brown. |
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