Poems begining by B
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Before you thought of Spring
© Emily Dickinson
Before you thought of Spring
Except as a Surmise
You see -- God bless his suddenness --
A Fellow in the Skies
Before I got my eye put out
© Emily Dickinson
Before I got my eye put out
I liked as well to see --
As other Creatures, that have Eyes
And know no other way --
Before He comes we weigh the Time!
© Emily Dickinson
Before He comes we weigh the Time!
'Tis Heavy and 'tis Light.
When He depart, an Emptiness
Is the prevailing Freight.
Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles --
© Emily Dickinson
Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles --
Buccaneers of Buzz.
Ride abroad in ostentation
And subsist on Fuzz.
Because the Bee may blameless hum
© Emily Dickinson
Because the Bee may blameless hum
For Thee a Bee do I become
List even unto Me.
Because that you are going
© Emily Dickinson
Because that you are going
And never coming back
And I, however absolute,
May overlook your Track --
Because my Brook is fluent
© Emily Dickinson
Because my Brook is fluent
I know 'tis dry --
Because my Brook is silent
It is the Sea --
Because He loves Her
© Emily Dickinson
Because He loves Her
We will pry and see if she is fair
What difference is on her Face
From Features others wear.
Because 'twas Riches I could own,
© Emily Dickinson
Because 'twas Riches I could own,
Myself had earned it -- Me,
I knew the Dollars by their names --
It feels like Poverty
Beauty crowds me till I die
© Emily Dickinson
Beauty crowds me till I die
Beauty mercy have on me
But if I expire today
Let it be in sight of thee --
Banish Air from Air --
© Emily Dickinson
Banish Air from Air --
Divide Light if you dare --
They'll meet
While Cubes in a Drop
Back from the cordial Grave I drag thee
© Emily Dickinson
Back from the cordial Grave I drag thee
He shall not take thy Hand
Nor put his spacious arm around thee
That none can understand
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.
