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The career of flowers differs from ours only inaudibleness.

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
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My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And carried Me away -
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His Labor is a Chant - His Idleness -a Tune - Oh, for a Bee's experience Of Clovers, and of Noon!
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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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Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room, If in that room a friend await Felicity of doom.
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Open your life wide, and take me in forever. I will never be tired-I will never be noisy when you want to be still...nobody else will see me, but you-but that is enough-I shall not want any more.
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I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one's name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!
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Beauty is not caused. It is.
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Which Anguish was the utterest--then-- To perish, or to live?
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God's little Blond Blessing we have long deemed you, and hope his so-called Will will not compel him to revoke you.
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Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea Past the houses, past the headlands Into deep eternity! Bred as we, among the mountains Can the sailor understand The divine intoxication Of the first league out from land?
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Tis not that dieing hurts us so- tis living- hurts us more.
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Why should we censure Othello when the Criterion Lover says, Thou shalt have no other Gods before Me?
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There's a certain Slant of light, Winter afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us— We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are.... When it comes, the Landscape listens— Shadows—hold their breath— When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death.
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Our little kinsmen after rain In plenty may be seen, a pink and pulpy multitude The tepid ground upon A needless life if seemed to me Until a little bird As to a hospitality Advanced and breakfasted.
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... And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul With those same boots of lead, again, Then space began to toll.
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This is my letter to the world That never wrote to me
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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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A Murmur in the Trees - to note - Not loud enough - for Wind - A Star - not far enough to seek - Nor near enough - to find
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I don't profess to be profound but I do lay claim to common sense.
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The Supernatural is only the Natural disclosed.
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