Quote

Besides the Autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days, A little this side of the snow, And that side of the Haze..., Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind- Thy windy will to bear!

Emily Dickinson

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Emily Dickinson
Age: 55 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 10
Died: 1886
Died: May 15
Poet
Writer
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Ai-mi-li Ti-chin-sen
Emilia Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
Fall
Bear
November
Littles
Sing
Sunny
Little
Bears
Grant
Mind
Poet
Grants
Side
Besides
Sides
Autumn
Prosaic
Days
Poets
Haze
Lord
Snow
Windy

More quotes by Emily Dickinson

Image
Celebrity is the chastisement of merit and the punishment of talent.
Emily Dickinson
Image
PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry.
Emily Dickinson
Image
I hope your rambles have been sweet, and your reveries spacious
Emily Dickinson
Image
All things do go a-courting, In earth, or sea, or air, God hath made nothing single But thee in His world so fair.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Common sense is almost as omniscient as God.
Emily Dickinson
Image
God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me.
Emily Dickinson
Image
You remember my ideal cat has always a huge rat in its mouth, just going out of sight - though going out of sight in itself has a peculiar pleasure.
Emily Dickinson
Image
To see her is a picture- To hear her is a tune- To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June- To know her not-Affliction- To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the the Sun Were shining in your Hand.
Emily Dickinson
Image
I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.
Emily Dickinson
Image
The friend anguish reveals is the slowest forgot.
Emily Dickinson
Image
I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf
Emily Dickinson
Image
The Supernatural is only the Natural disclosed.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Mine Enemy is growing old -- I have at last Revenge -- The Palate of the Hate departs -- If any would avenge Let him be quick -- the Viand flits -- It is a faded Meat -- Anger as soon as fed is dead -- 'Tis starving makes it fat
Emily Dickinson
Image
Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.
Emily Dickinson
Image
The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown The berry's cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Hope is a thing with feathers
Emily Dickinson
Image
Prayer is the little implement through which men reach where presence is denied them.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Two Seasons, it is said, exist- The Summer of the Just, And this of Ours, diversified With Prospect, and with Frost- May not our Second with its First So infinite compare That We but recollect the one The other to prefer?
Emily Dickinson
Image
I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of Joy Breaks up my feet -- And I tip -- drunken -- Let no Pebble -- smile -- 'Twas the New Liquor -- That was all!
Emily Dickinson
Image
Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim Haste! lest while you’re lagging, I may remember him!
Emily Dickinson