Poems by Emily Dickinson
Me -- come! My dazzled face
... The sounds of Welcome -- there!The Saints forget ...
Me from Myself -- to banish --
... Unto All Heart --But since Myself -- assault Me -- ...
Me, change! Me, alter!
... Then I will, when on the Everlasting Hill ...
Midsummer, was it, when They died --
... In Consummated Bloom --The Corn, her furthest kernel filled ...
Mine -- by the Right of the White Election!
... Bars -- cannot conceal!Mine -- here -- in Vision -- and in Veto! ...
More Life -- went out -- when He went
... A Tract of Citizen --Whose Peat lift -- amply vivid -- ...
Morning -- is the place for Dew
... After dinner light -- for flowers -- ...
Morning is due to all --
... Morning is due to all -- ...
Morning that comes but once,
... Two Dawns upon a single Morn, ...
Most she touched me by her muteness --
... Plea itself -- for Charity --Were a Crumb my whole possession -- ...
Must be a Woe --
... Even as the Grace --Our lord -- thought no ...
Mute thy Coronation
... There to rest revering ...
My best Acquaintances are those
... The Stars that stated come to Town ...
My country need not change her gown,
... "Great Britain disapproves, "the stars" ...
My Eye is fuller than my vase
... And still -- my Heart -- my Eye outweighs -- ...
