Emily Dickinson House Poems

399

A House upon the Height—
That Wagon never reached—
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The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth,--
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475

Doom is the House without the Door—
'Tis entered from the Sun—
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The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth,-
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14

One Sister have I in our house,
And one, a hedge away.
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There's been a death in the opposite house
As lately as to-day.
I know it by the numb look
Such houses have alway.
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911

Too little way the House must lie
From every Human Heart
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I watched the Moon around the House
Until upon a Pane --
She stopped -- a Traveller's privilege -- for Rest --
And there upon
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486

I was the slightest in the House—
I took the smallest Room—
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892

Who occupies this House?
A Stranger I must judge
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