Poems by Emily Dickinson
My Faith is larger than the Hills --
... To show the Sun the way --'Tis first He steps upon the Vane -- ...
My first well Day -- since many ill --
... A fond -- illusive way --To cheat Herself, it seemed she tried -- ...
My Garden -- like the Beach
... My Garden -- like the Beach -- ...
My God -- He sees thee --
... Oh Sun -- but just a Second's right ...
My Heart upon a little Plate
... My Heart upon a little Plate ...
My period had come for Prayer --
... To see this Curious Friend --His House was not -- no sign had He -- ...
My Portion is Defeat -- today --
... Stamped visible -- in Stone --There's somewhat prouder, over there -- ...
My Reward for Being, was This.
... And Realms -- just Dross --When Thrones accost my Hands -- ...
My Season's furthest Flower --
... Because I found Her Kinsmanless, ...
My Triumph lasted till the Drums
... Could Prospect taste of Retrospect ...
My Wars are laid away in Books --
... But chose the best -- Neglecting me -- till ...
My Worthiness is all my Doubt --
... Upon my thronging Mind --'Tis true -- that Deity to stoop ...
Myself can read the Telegrams
... And what the Markets sayThe Weather -- how the Rains ...
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter
... Before a Builder came --To measure our attainments -- ...
Nature -- sometimes sears a Sapling
... When they do not die --Fainter Leaves -- to Further Seasons -- ...
