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Emily Dickinson
1830 - 1886
 


 






 




P o e m s  undated



1651
[no autograph copy is known]


A Word made Flesh is seldom
And tremblingly partook
Nor then perhaps reported
But have I not mistook
5
Each one of us has tasted
with ecstasies of stealth
The very food debated
To our specific strength -

A Word that breathes distinctly
10
Has not the power to die
Cohesive as the Spirit
It may expire if He -
"Made Flesh and dwelt among us"
Could condescension be
15
Like this consent of Language
This loved Philology.


1654
[no autograph copy is known]


Beauty crowds me till I die
Beauty mercy have on me
But if I expire to-day
Let it be in sight of thee -


1672
[no autograph copy is known]


Lightly stepped a yellow star
To it's lofty place
Loosed the Moon her silver hat
From her lustral Face
5
All of Evening softly lit
As an Astral Hall
Father I observed to Heaven
You are punctual -


1681
[no autograph copy is known]


Speech is one symptom of Affection
And Silence one -
The perfectest communication
Is heard of none

5
Exists and it's indorsement
Is had within -
Behold said the Apostle
Yet had not seen!


1714
[no autograph copy is known]


By a departing light
We see acuter, quite,
Than by a wick that stays.
There's something in the flight
5
That clarifies the sight
And decks the rays


1720
[no autograph copy is known]


Had I known that the first was the last
I should have kept it longer.
Had I known that the last is the first
I should have drunk it stronger.
5
Cup, it was your fault,
Lip was not the liar.
No, lip it was yours,
Bliss was most to blame.


1726
[no autograph copy is known]


If all the griefs I am to have
Would only come today,
I am so happy I believe
They'd laugh and run away.

5
If all the joys I am to have
Would only come today,
They could not be so big as this
That happens to me now.


1731
[no autograph copy is known]


Love can do all but raise the Dead
I doubt if even that
From such a giant were withheld
Were flesh equivalent

5
But love is tired and must sleep,
And hungry and must graze
And so abets the shining Fleet
Till it is out of gaze.


1732
[no autograph copy is known]


My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,

5
So huge, so hopeless to conceive
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.


1763
[no autograph copy is known]


Fame is a bee.
      It has a song -
It has a sting -
      Ah, too, it has a wing.


1775
[no autograph copy is known]


The earth has many keys,
      Where melody is not
Is the unknown peninsula.
Beauty is nature's fact.

5
But witness for her land,
And witness for her sea,
The cricket is her utmost
      Of elegy to me.
 
 
 
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