All Poems
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Lest any doubt that we are glad that they were born Today
© Emily Dickinson
Lest any doubt that we are glad that they were born Today
Whose having lived is held by us in noble Holiday
Without the date, like Consciousness or Immortality --
Left in immortal Youth
© Emily Dickinson
Left in immortal Youth
On that low Plain
That hath nor Retrospection
Nor Again --
Least Bee that brew --
© Emily Dickinson
Least Bee that brew --
A Honey's Weight
Content Her smallest fraction help
The Amber Quantity --
Lay this Laurel on the One
© Emily Dickinson
Lay this Laurel on the One
Too intrinsic for Renown --
Laurel -- veil your deathless tree --
Him you chasten, that is He!
Lain in Nature -- so suffice us
© Emily Dickinson
Lain in Nature -- so suffice us
The enchantless Pod
When we advertise existence
For the missing Seed --
Lad of Athens, faithful be
© Emily Dickinson
Lad of Athens, faithful be
To Thyself,
And Mystery --
All the rest is Perjury --
Knows how to forget!
© Emily Dickinson
Knows how to forget!
But could It teach it?
Easiest of Arts, they say
When one learn how
Knock with tremor --
© Emily Dickinson
Knock with tremor --
These are Caesars --
Should they be at Home
Flee as if you trod unthinking
On the Foot of Doom --
Kill your Balm -- and its Odors bless you
© Emily Dickinson
Kill your Balm -- and its Odors bless you --
Bare your Jessamine -- to the storm --
And she will fling her maddest perfume --
Haply -- your Summer night to Charm --
Just so -- Jesus -- raps
© Emily Dickinson
Just so -- Jesus -- raps --
He -- doesn't weary --
Last -- at the Knocker --
And first -- at the Bell.
Just Once! Oh least Request!
© Emily Dickinson
Just Once! Oh least Request!
Could Adamant refuse
So small a Grace
So scanty put,
Just lost, when I was saved!
© Emily Dickinson
Just lost, when I was saved!
Just felt the world go by!
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!
Just as He spoke it from his Hands
© Emily Dickinson
Just as He spoke it from his Hands
This Edifice remain --
A Turret more, a Turret less
Dishonor his Design --
Judgment is justest
© Emily Dickinson
Judgment is justest
When the Judged,
His action laid away,
Divested is of every Disk
But his sincerity.
Joy to have merited the Pain --
© Emily Dickinson
Joy to have merited the Pain --
To merit the Release --
Joy to have perished every step --
To Compass Paradise --
Its little Ether Hood
© Emily Dickinson
Its little Ether Hood
Doth sit upon its Head --
The millinery supple
Of the sagacious God --
Its Hour with itself
© Emily Dickinson
Its Hour with itself
The Spirit never shows.
What Terror would enthrall the Street
Could Countenance disclose
It's thoughts -- and just One Heart
© Emily Dickinson
It's thoughts -- and just One Heart --
And Old Sunshine -- about --
Make frugal -- Ones -- Content --
And two or three -- for Company --
Upon a Holiday --
Crowded -- as Sacrament --
It's like the Light
© Emily Dickinson
It's like the Light --
A fashionless Delight --
It's like the Bee --
A dateless -- Melody --
It's easy to invent a Life --
© Emily Dickinson
It's easy to invent a Life --
God does it -- every Day --
Creation -- but the Gambol
Of His Authority --
