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Nothing more do I ask than to share with you the ecstasy and sacrament of my life.

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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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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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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Enough is so vast a sweetness I suppose it never occurs.
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I dwell in possibility.
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Which Anguish was the utterest--then-- To perish, or to live?
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Beauty is just a light switch away...'click!' Beauty is not caused. It is.
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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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Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit-Life!
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Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
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Fame is a bee It has a song - It has a sting - Ah, too, it has a wing.
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