Poems by Emily Dickinson
I have a King, who does not speak
... From steeples in my soul!And if I don't -- the little Bird ...
I have no Life but this --
... Dispelled from there --Nor tie to Earths to come -- ...
I keep my pledge.
... By Daisy called from hillside -- ...
I know lives, I could miss
... Would be Eternity --The last -- a scanty Number -- ...
I know some lonely Houses off the Road
... Not easy to surprise!How orderly the Kitchen'd look, by night, ...
I know that He exists.
... In Death's -- stiff -- stare --Would not the fun ...
I many times thought Peace had come
... At Centre of the Sea --And struggle slacker -- but to prove ...
I never felt at Home -- Below
... I don't like Paradise --Because it's Sunday -- all the time -- ...
I reason, Earth is short
... And many hurt, But, what of that ...
I see thee clearer for the Grave
... Like that impassive stone --I know thee better for the Act ...
I send Two Sunsets
... While He -- was making One --His own was ampler -- but as I ...
I shall keep singing!
... And my Rhymes --Late -- when I take my place in summer -- ...
I worked for chaff and earning Wheat
... I worked for chaff and earning Wheat ...
I Years had been from Home
... And broke against my ear --I laughed a crumbling Laugh ...
I'm sorry for the Dead -- Today --
... The Mower's Metre -- Steals --A Trouble lest they're homesick -- ...
