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I never hear that one is dead

© Emily Dickinson

I never hear that one is dead
Without the chance of Life
Afresh annihilating me
That mightiest Belief,

I meant to have but modest needs

© Emily Dickinson

I meant to have but modest needs --
Such as Content -- and Heaven --
Within my income -- these could lie
And Life and I -- keep even --

I meant to find Her when I came --

© Emily Dickinson

I meant to find Her when I came --
Death -- had the same design --
But the Success -- was His -- it seems --
And the Surrender -- Mine --

I make His Crescent fill or lack --

© Emily Dickinson

I make His Crescent fill or lack --
His Nature is at Full
Or Quarter -- as I signify --
His Tides -- do I control --

I made slow Riches but my Gain

© Emily Dickinson

I made slow Riches but my Gain
Was steady as the Sun
And every Night, it numbered more
Than the preceding One

I lost a World -- the other day!

© Emily Dickinson

I lost a World -- the other day!
Has Anybody found?
You'll know it by the Row of Stars
Around its forehead bound.

I lived on Dread --

© Emily Dickinson

I lived on Dread --
To Those who know
The Stimulus there is
In Danger -- Other impetus
Is numb -- and Vitalless --

I live with Him -- I see His face

© Emily Dickinson

I live with Him -- I see His face --
I go no more away
For Visitor -- or Sundown --
Death's single privacy

I learned -- at least -- what Home could be --

© Emily Dickinson

I learned -- at least -- what Home could be --
How ignorant I had been
Of pretty ways of Covenant --
How awkward at the Hymn

I know where Wells grow -- Droughtless Wells

© Emily Dickinson

I know where Wells grow -- Droughtless Wells --
Deep dug -- for Summer days --
Where Mosses go no more away --
And Pebble -- safely plays --

I know Suspense -- it steps so terse

© Emily Dickinson

I know Suspense -- it steps so terse
And turns so weak away --
Besides -- Suspense is neighborly
When I am riding by --

I know of people in the Grave

© Emily Dickinson

I know of people in the Grave
Who would be very glad
To know the news I know tonight
If they the chance had had.

I know a place where Summer strives

© Emily Dickinson

I know a place where Summer strives
With such a practised Frost --
She -- each year -- leads her Daisies back --
Recording briefly -- "Lost" --

I knew that I had gained

© Emily Dickinson

I knew that I had gained
And yet I knew not how
By Diminution it was not
But Discipline unto

I heard, as if I had no Ear

I heard, as if I had no Ear
Until a Vital Word
Came all the way from Life to me
And then I knew I heard.

I have never seen "Volcanoes"

I have never seen "Volcanoes" --
But, when Travellers tell
How those old -- phlegmatic mountains
Usually so still --

I had the Glory -- that will do

I had the Glory -- that will do --
An Honor, Thought can turn her to
When lesser Fames invite --
With one long "Nay" --

I had some things that I called mine

I had some things that I called mine --
And God, that he called his,
Till, recently a rival Claim
Disturbed these amities.

I had not minded -- Walls

I had not minded -- Walls --
Were Universe -- one Rock --
And far I heard his silver Call
The other side the Block --

I had no time to Hate

I had no time to Hate --
Because
The Grave would hinder Me --
And Life was not so
Ample I
Could finish -- Enmity --