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Emily Dickinson
Age: 55 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 10
Died: 1886
Died: May 15
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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Ai-mi-li Ti-chin-sen
Emilia Dickinson
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a sick room is at times too sacred a place for a friend's knock, timid as that is.
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Fame is a bee It has a song - It has a sting - Ah, too, it has a wing.
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Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
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Sweet Skepticism of the Heart That knows and does not know And tosses like a Fleet of Balm Affronted by the snow.
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Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among. Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. Do the buds to them belong?
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Witchcraft was hung, in History, But History and I Find all the Witchcraft that we need Around us, every Day -
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Safe Despair it is that raves- Agony is frugal. Puts itself severe away For its own perusal.
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The Spider as an Artist Has never been employed- Though his surpassing Merit Is freely certified.
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When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee. When a Lover is an Owner Different is he.
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Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
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She died--this was the way she died And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.
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Nods from the Gilded pointers - Nods from the Seconds slim - Decades of Arrogance between The Dial life - And Him -
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Not to discover weakness is The Artifice of strength.
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PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry.
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Not if Their Party were waiting, Not if to talk with Me Were to Them now, Homesickness After Eternity.
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How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And doesn't care about careers, And exigencies never fears Whose coat of elemental brown A passing universe put on And independent as the sun, Associates or glows alone, Fulfilling absolute decree In casual simplicity.
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