Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Not All Die Early, Dying Young
990Not all die early, dying young—Maturity of FateIs consummated equallyIn Ages, or a Night—A Hoary Boy, I've known to dropWhole statured—by the..
© Emily Dickinson
The Doomed—regard The Sunrise
294The Doomed—regard the SunriseWith different Delight—Because—when next it burns abroadThey doubt to witness it—The Man—to die—tomorrow—Harks for..
© Emily Dickinson
His Bill An Auger Is
1034His Bill an Auger is,His Head, a Cap and Frill.He laboreth at every TreeA Worm, His utmost Goal.
© Emily Dickinson
He Parts Himself—like Leaves
517He parts Himself—like Leaves—And then—He closes up—Then stands upon the BonnetOf Any Buttercup—And then He runs againstAnd oversets a Rose—And..
© Emily Dickinson
He Told A Homely Tale
763He told a homely taleAnd spotted it with tears—Upon his infant face was setThe Cicatrice of years—All crumpled was the cheekNo other kiss had..
© Emily Dickinson
poetry, legacy, inspiration, time
284The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea—Forgets her own locality—As I—toward Thee—She knows herself an incense small—Yet small—she sighs—if All—is..
© Emily Dickinson
The Poets Light But Lamps
883The Poets light but Lamps—Themselves—go out—The Wicks they stimulate—If vital LightInhere as do the Suns—Each Age a LensDisseminating..
© Emily Dickinson
Gratitude—is Not The Mention
989Gratitude—is not the mentionOf a Tenderness,But its still appreciationOut of Plumb of Speech.When the Sea return no AnswerBy the Line and..
© Emily Dickinson
If He Dissolve—then—there Is Nothing
236If He dissolve—then—there is nothing—more—Eclipse—at Midnight—It was dark—before—Sunset—at Easter—Blindness—on the Dawn—Faint Star of..
© Emily Dickinson
'Tis One By One — The Father Counts
545'Tis One by One — the Father counts —And then a Tract betweenSet Cypherless — to teach the EyeThe Value of its Ten —Until the peevish..
© Emily Dickinson
Not "Revelation"&Mdash;'Tis&Mdash;That Waits
685Not "Revelation"—'tis—that waits,But our unfurnished eyes—
© Emily Dickinson
I Think The Hemlock Likes To Stand
525I think the Hemlock likes to standUpon a Marge of Snow—It suits his own Austerity—And satisfies an aweThat men, must slake in Wilderness—And in..
© Emily Dickinson
'Tis Sunrise&Mdash;Little Maid&Mdash;Hast Thou
908'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast ThouNo Station in the Day?'Twas not thy wont, to hinder so—Retrieve thine industry—'Tis Noon—My little Maid—Alas—and..
© Emily Dickinson
Portraits Are To Daily Faces
170Portraits are to daily facesAs an Evening West,To a fine, pedantic sunshine—In a satin Vest!
© Emily Dickinson
Morning—is The Place For Dew
197Morning—is the place for Dew—Corn—is made at Noon—After dinner light—for flowers—Dukes—for Setting Sun!
© Emily Dickinson
Pain Has An Element
Pain has an element of blank;It cannot recollectWhen it began, or if there wereA day when it was not.It has no future but itself,Its infinite realms..
© Emily Dickinson
A Sloop of Amber slips away
A Sloop of Amber slips awayUpon an Ether Sea,And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar,The Son of Ecstasy
© Emily Dickinson
We Cover Thee—sweet Face
482We Cover Thee—Sweet Face—Not that We tire of Thee—But that Thyself fatigue of Us—Remember—as Thou go—We follow Thee untilThou notice Us—no..
© Emily Dickinson
Of Being Is A Bird
653Of Being is a BirdThe likest to the DownAn Easy Breeze do put afloatThe General Heavens—upon—It soars—and shifts—and whirls—And measures with the..
© Emily Dickinson
The Good Will Of A Flower
849The good Will of a FlowerThe Man who would possessMust first presentCertificateOf minted Holiness.
© Emily Dickinson
He Gave Away His Life
567He gave away his Life—To Us—Gigantic Sum—A trifle—in his own esteem—But magnified—by Fame—Until it burst the HeartsThat fancied they could..
© Emily Dickinson
Ourselves Were Wed One Summer—dear
631Ourselves were wed one summer—dear—Your Vision—was in June—And when Your little Lifetime failed,I wearied—too—of mine—And overtaken in the..
© Emily Dickinson
Should You But Fail At—sea
226Should you but fail at—Sea—In sight of me—Or doomed lie—Next Sun—to die—Or rap—at Paradise—unheardI'd harass GodUntil he let you in!
© Emily Dickinson
We Thirst At First—'Tis Nature's Act
726We thirst at first—'tis Nature's Act—And later—when we die—A little Water supplicate—Of fingers going by—It intimates the finer want—Whose..
© Emily Dickinson
Joy To Have Merited The Pain
788Joy to have merited the Pain—To merit the Release—Joy to have perished every step—To Compass Paradise—Pardon—to look upon thy face—With these old..
© Emily Dickinson