Poems by Emily Dickinson
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
... Are forever lost to meHad I but further scanned ...
A Coffin -- is a small Domain,
... And Lands He looks uponTo Him who on its small Repose ...
A Counterfeit -- a Plated Person --
... Truth is good Health -- and Safety, and the Sky ...
A curious Cloud surprised the Sky,
... So low it leaned -- then statelier drew -- ...
A darting fear -- a pomp -- a tear
... A darting fear -- a pomp -- a tear -- ...
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
... Who till they died, did not alive become -- ...
A Deed knocks first at Thought
... And Will at Home and wellIt then goes out an Act ...
A Dew sufficed itself --
... "How trivial is Life!"The Sun went out to work -- ...
A Dimple in the Tomb
... Makes that ferocious Room ...
A Door just opened on a street --
... Lost doubly -- but by contrast -- most -- ...
A doubt if it be Us
... That makes the living possible ...
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork
... The moderate drinker of Delight ...
A Dying Tiger -- moaned for Drink --
... And bore it in my Hand --His Mighty Balls -- in death were thick -- ...
A face devoid of love or grace,
... As were they old acquaintances -- ...
A faded Boy -- in sallow Clothes
... A statesman's Embryo --The Boys that whistled are extinct -- ...
