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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

© Emily Dickinson

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"

© Emily Dickinson

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

I had the Glory -- that will do

© Emily Dickinson

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

© Emily Dickinson

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

© Emily Dickinson

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

© Emily Dickinson

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

I had no Cause to be awake --

© Emily Dickinson

I had no Cause to be awake --
My Best -- was gone to sleep --
And Morn a new politeness took --
And failed to wake them up --

I had a daily Bliss

© Emily Dickinson

I had a daily Bliss
I half indifferent viewed
Till sudden I perceived it stir --
It grew as I pursued

I groped for him before I knew

© Emily Dickinson

I groped for him before I knew
With solemn nameless need
All other bounty sudden chaff
For this foreshadowed Food

I gained it so

© Emily Dickinson

I gained it so --
By Climbing slow --
By Catching at the Twigs that grow
Between the Bliss -- and me --

I found the words to every thought

I found the words to every thought
I ever had -- but One --
And that -- defies me --
As a Hand did try to chalk the Sun

I envy Seas, whereon He rides

I envy Seas, whereon He rides --
I envy Spokes of Wheels
Of Chariots, that Him convey --
I envy Crooked Hills

I did not reach Thee

I did not reach Thee
But my feet slip nearer every day
Three Rivers and a Hill to cross
One Desert and a Sea
I shall not count the journey one
When I am telling thee.

I cross till I am weary

I cross till I am weary
A Mountain -- in my mind --
More Mountains -- then a Sea --
More Seas -- And then
A Desert -- find --

I cried at Pity -- not at Pain --

I cried at Pity -- not at Pain --
I heard a Woman say
"Poor Child" -- and something in her voice
Convicted me -- of me --

I could not prove the Years had feet --

I could not prove the Years had feet --
Yet confident they run
Am I, from symptoms that are past
And Series that are done --

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