Poems by Emily Dickinson
Whether they have forgotten
... Safer not to know --Miseries of conjecture ...
Which is the best -- the Moon or the Crescent?
... Which is the best -- the Moon or the Crescent ...
While Asters
... On the Hill -- Their Everlasting fashions -- set -- ...
While it is alive
... Show me Division can split or pare --Love is like Life -- merely longer ...
While we were fearing it, it came --
... Had almost made it fair --There is a Fitting -- a Dismay -- ...
White as an Indian Pipe
... Fabulous as a Moon at Noon ...
Who abdicated Ambush
... And now against his subtle Name ...
Who Court obtain within Himself
... Is an interior thing --No Man depose ...
Who Giants know, with lesser Men
... In minor Company --A Smaller, could not be perturbed -- ...
Who goes to dine must take his Feast
... Who goes to dine must take his Feast ...
Who has not found the Heaven -- below --
... Who has not found the Heaven -- below -- ...
Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights --
... 'Tis "Conscience" -- Childhood's Nurse --With Martial Hand she strokes the Hair ...
Who is the East?
... Who may be Yellow if He can ...
Who never wanted -- maddest Joy
... Defaces that of Wine --Within its reach, though yet ungrasped ...
Who occupies this House?
... 'Tis well the name and ageAre writ upon the Door ...
