Poems by Emily Dickinson
I heard, as if I had no Ear
... And now I know 'twas Light, because ...
I knew that I had gained
... But Discipline untoA Rigor unrelieved ...
I know a place where Summer strives
... Recording briefly -- "Lost" --But when the South Wind stirs the Pools ...
I know of people in the Grave
... 'Tis this expands the least event ...
I know Suspense -- it steps so terse
... When I am riding by --Is always at the Window ...
I know where Wells grow -- Droughtless Wells
... It must mean that -- I'm sure --Shall We remember Parching -- then ...
I learned -- at least -- what Home could be --
... rest -- thro' our gains --And then Return -- and Night -- and Home --And then away to You to pass -- ...
I live with Him -- I see His face
... No wedlock -- granted Me --I live with Him -- I hear His Voice -- ...
I lived on Dread --
... Is numb -- and Vitalless --As 'twere a Spur -- upon the Soul -- ...
I lost a World -- the other day!
... A Rich man -- might not notice it -- ...
I made slow Riches but my Gain
... Than the preceding OneAll Days, I did not earn the same ...
I make His Crescent fill or lack --
... A Mist's slow Colonnade --But since We hold a Mutual Disc -- ...
I meant to find Her when I came --
... And she had past, with Him --To wander -- now -- is my Repose -- ...
I meant to have but modest needs
... And showed their dimples -- too --I left the Place, with all my might -- ...
I never hear that one is dead
... The yawning Consciousness,Beliefs are Bandaged, like the Tongue ...
