Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Little known during her life, she has since been regarded as one of the most important figures in American poetry.
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Because I could not stop for Death

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Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.
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I never lost as much but twice

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49I never lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod
Twice have I stood a
Before the door of God
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How happy is the little Stone

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How happy is the little
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn't care about
And Exigencies never fears—
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My Faith is larger than the Hills —

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My Faith is larger than the Hills —So when the Hills decay —My Faith must take the Purple
To show the Sun the way —'Tis first He steps upon the Vane —And then — upon the Hill —And then abroad the World He
To do His Golden Will —And if Hi...
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I had no time to hate because

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I had no time to hate,
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample
Could finish enmity
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Im nobody! Who are you

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I'm nobody
Who are you
Are you nobody, too
Then there's a pair of us — don't tell
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Dying I heard a fly buzz when I died

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I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air –
Between the Heaves of Storm –
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Unable are the Loved to die

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Unable are the Loved to
For Love is Immortality,
Nay, it is Deity—Unable they that love—to
For Love reforms
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The sky is low the clouds are mean

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The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A travelling flake of
Across a barn or through a
Debates if it will go
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Before you thought of spring

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Before you thought of spring,
Except as a surmise,
You see,
God bless his suddenness,
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I died for Beauty — but was scarce

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I died for Beauty — but was
Adjusted in the
When One who died for Truth, was
In an adjoining room —He questioned softly "Why I failed"
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A door just opened on a street

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A door just opened on a street —  I, lost, was passing by —An instant's width of warmth disclosed  And wealth, and company
The door as sudden shut, and I,  I, lost, was passing by, —Lost doubly, but by contrast most,  Enlightening misery
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There is no frigate like a book

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There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away,
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry –
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A light exists in spring

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A light exists in spring  Not present on the
At any other period
When March is scarcely hereA color stands abroad  On solitary
That science cannot overtake,  But human nature feels
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The Railway Train

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I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
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The soul selects her own society

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The Soul selects her own Society —
Then — shuts the Door —
To her divine Majority —
Present no more —
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