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The spreading wide my narrow Hands / To gather Paradise-.
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
Emily Dickinson
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They might not need me but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.
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Affection is like bread, unnoticed till we starve, and then we dream of it, and sing of it, and paint it, when every urchin in the street has more than he can eat.
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Prosperity Whose sources are interior. As soon Adversity A diamond overtake.
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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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A wounded deer leaps the highest.
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Grant me, O Lord, a sunny mind-Thy windy will to bear!
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Existence has overpowered Books. Today I slew a Mushroom.
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