Poems by Emily Dickinson
Rest at Night
... Rest at Night The Sun from shining, ...
Revolution is the Pod
... Excellent is BloomBut except its Russet Base ...
Ribbons of the Year --
... Worn to Nature's Party onceThen, as flung aside ...
Risk is the Hair that holds the Tun
... With Hundred Weights -- to spare --Too ponderous to suspect the snare ...
Robbed by Death -- but that was easy --
... For the Brave Beloved --Fraud of Distance -- Fraud of Danger, ...
Safe Despair it is that raves --
... Safe Despair it is that raves -- ...
Said Death to Passion
... " Said Passion, through contracting Breaths ...
Satisfaction -- is the Agent
... For Infinity.To possess, is past the instant ...
September's Baccalaureate
... And a dissembling BreezeThat hints without assuming -- ...
Shall I take thee, the Poet said
... There came unsummoned in --That portion of the Vision ...
Shame is the shawl of Pink
... To keep it from infesting Eyes -- ...
She could not live upon the Past
... And so she sought this sweet at last ...
She dealt her pretty words like Blades
... How ill the Creatures bear --To Ache is human -- not polite -- ...
She dwelleth in the Ground --
... The Universe -- Her Maid --To fetch Her Grace -- and Hue -- ...
She hideth Her the last --
... The Closing of Her eyes --She doth Her Purple Work -- ...
