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Prayer is the little implement through which men reach where presence is denied them.

Emily Dickinson

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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
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Emilia Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
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Presence
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Prayer
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Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on.
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I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf
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The truth I do not dare to know I muffle with a jest.
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Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
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I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea Yet know I how the heather looks, And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God, Nor visited in Heaven Yet certain am I of the spot, As if a chart were given.
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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
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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.
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Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room, If in that room a friend await Felicity of doom.
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Beauty crowds me till I die. Beauty, mercy have on me! Yet if I expire to-day Let it be in sight of thee!
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Memory is a strange Bell—Jubilee, and Knell.
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To possess is past the instant we achieve the joy, immortality contented, were anomaly.
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Friends are nations in themselves.
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Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility.
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My only sketch, profile, of Heaven is a large blue sky, and larger than the biggest I have seen in June - and in it are my friends - every one of them.
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Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved - the site of it by architect could not again be proved.
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Twin loaves of bread have just been born into the world under my auspices. Fine children, the image of their mother. And here, my dear friend, is the glory.
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