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Defrauded I a Butterfly --

© Emily Dickinson

Defrauded I a Butterfly --
The lawful Heir -- for Thee --

Dear March -- Come in --

© Emily Dickinson

Dear March -- Come in --
How glad I am --
I hoped for you before --

Conferring with myself

© Emily Dickinson

Conferring with myself
My stranger disappeared
Though first upon a berry fat
Miraculously fared

Cocoon above! Cocoon below!

© Emily Dickinson

Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you so
What all the world suspect?
An hour, and gay on every tree
Your secret, perched in ecstasy
Defies imprisonment!

Circumference thou Bride of Awe

© Emily Dickinson

Circumference thou Bride of Awe
Possessing thou shalt be
Possessed by every hallowed Knight
That dares to covet thee

By such and such an offering

© Emily Dickinson

By such and such an offering
To Mr. So and So,
The web of live woven --
So martyrs albums show!

By Chivalries as tiny,

© Emily Dickinson

By Chivalries as tiny,
A Blossom, or a Book,
The seeds of smiles are planted --
Which blossom in the dark.

Brother of Ingots -- Ah Peru --

© Emily Dickinson

Sister of Ophir --
Ah, Peru --
Subtle the Sum
That purchase you --

Bliss is the plaything of the child --

© Emily Dickinson

Bliss is the plaything of the child --
The secret of the man
The sacred stealth of Boy and Girl
Rebuke it if we can

Bless God, he went as soldiers,

© Emily Dickinson

Bless God, he went as soldiers,
His musket on his breast --
Grant God, he charge the bravest
Of all the martial blest!

Birthday of but a single pang

© Emily Dickinson

Birthday of but a single pang
That there are less to come --
Afflictive is the Adjective
But affluent the doom --

Between My Country -- and the Others --

© Emily Dickinson

Between My Country -- and the Others --
There is a Sea --
But Flowers -- negotiate between us --
As Ministry.

Best Witchcraft is Geometry

© Emily Dickinson

Best Witchcraft is Geometry
To the magician's mind --
His ordinary acts are feats
To thinking of mankind.

Beauty -- be not caused -- It Is --

© Emily Dickinson

Beauty -- be not caused -- It Is --
Chase it, and it ceases --
Chase it not, and it abides --

As Watchers hang upon the East,

As Watchers hang upon the East,
As Beggars revel at a feast
By savory Fancy spread --
As brooks in deserts babble sweet
On ear too far for the delight,
Heaven beguiles the tired.

As Summer into Autumn slips

As Summer into Autumn slips
And yet we sooner say
"The Summer" than "the Autumn," lest
We turn the sun away,

As if some little Arctic flower

As if some little Arctic flower
Upon the polar hem --
Went wandering down the Latitudes
Until it puzzled came

As by the dead we love to sit,

As by the dead we love to sit,
Become so wondrous dear --
As for the lost we grapple
Tho' all the rest are here --

And this of all my Hopes

And this of all my Hopes
This, is the silent end
Bountiful colored, my Morning rose
Early and sere, its end

An Hour is a Sea

An Hour is a Sea
Between a few, and me --
With them would Harbor be --