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His Labor is a Chant - His Idleness -a Tune - Oh, for a Bee's experience Of Clovers, and of Noon!
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
Ai-mi-li Ti-chin-sen
Emilia Dickinson
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I would paint a portrait which would bring the tears, had I canvas for it, and the scene should be -- solitude, and the figures -- solitude -- and the lights and shades, each a solitude.
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Remorse is cureless--the Disease Not even God--can heal-- For 'tis His institution--and The Adequate of Hell
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.
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Hold dear to your parents for it is a scary and confusing world without them.
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The power to console is not within corporeal reach - though its attempt is precious.
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Such is the force of Happiness-- The Least can lift a ton Assisted by its stimulus.
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He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust He knew no more that he was poor, nor that his frame was Dust.
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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 truth I do not dare to know I muffle with a jest.
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I dwell in Possibility A fairer house than Prose More numerous of Windows Superior — for Doors.
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The Pleading of the Summer - That other Prank - of Snow - That Cushions Mystery with Tulle, For fear the Squirrels - know.
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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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Not to discover weakness is The Artifice of strength.
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Spring is the Period Express from God.
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To shut your eyes is to travel.
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A charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled. But peers beyond her mesh, And wishes, and denies,— Lest interview annul a want That image satisfies.
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