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").
I Died For Beauty
I died for beauty, but was scarceAdjusted in the tomb,When one who died for truth was lainIn an adjoining room.He questioned softly why I failed?"For..
© Emily Dickinson
A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree
A drop fell on the apple treeAnother on the roof;A half a dozen kissed the eaves,And made the gables laugh.A few went out to help the brook,That went..
© Emily Dickinson
A Secret Told
381A Secret told—Ceases to be a Secret—then—A Secret—kept—That—can appal but One—Better of it—continual be afraid—Than it—And Whom you told it..
© Emily Dickinson
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
If I can stop one heart from breaking,I shall not live in vain;If I can ease one life the aching,Or cool one pain,Or help one fainting robinUnto his..
© Emily Dickinson
A Death Blow Is A Life Blow To Some
816A Death blow is a Life blow to SomeWho till they died, did not alive become—Who had they lived, had died but whenThey died, Vitality begun.
© Emily Dickinson
'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said
'They have not chosen me,' he said,'But I have chosen them!'Brave—Broken hearted statement—Uttered in Bethlehem!I could not have told it,But since..
© Emily Dickinson
A Burdock&Mdash;Clawed My Gown
229A Burdock—clawed my Gown—Not Burdock's—blame—But mine—Who went too nearThe Burdock's Den—A Bog—affronts my shoe—What else have Bogs—to do—The only..
© Emily Dickinson
"I Want"&Mdash;It Pleaded&Mdash;All Its Life
731"I want"—it pleaded—All its life—I want—was chief it saidWhen Skill entreated it—the last—And when so newly dead—I could not deem it late—to..
© Emily Dickinson
A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
A clock stopped -- not the mantel'sGeneva's farthest skillCan't put the puppet bowingThat just now dangled still.An awe came on the trinket!The..
© Emily Dickinson
'Speech'—is A Prank Of Parliament
688'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament—'Tears'—is a trick of the nerve—But the Heart with the heaviest freight on—Doesn't—always—move —
© Emily Dickinson
"Unto Me?" I Do Not Know You
964"Unto Me?" I do not know you—Where may be your House?"I am Jesus—Late of Judea—Now—of Paradise"—Wagons—have you—to convey me?This is far from..
© Emily Dickinson
A Light Exists In Spring
A light exists in springNot present on the yearAt any other period.When March is scarcely hereA color stands abroadOn solitary hillsThat science..
© Emily Dickinson
A Charm Invests A Face
421A Charm invests a faceImperfectly beheld—The Lady dare not lift her VeilFor fear it be dispelled—But peers beyond her mesh—And wishes—and..
© Emily Dickinson
A Cloud Withdrew From The Sky
895A Cloud withdrew from the SkySuperior Glory beBut that Cloud and its AuxiliariesAre forever lost to meHad I but further scannedHad I secured the..
© Emily Dickinson
'Arcturus' Is His Other Name
70'Arcturus' is his other name—I'd rather call him 'Star.'It's very mean of ScienceTo go and interfere!I slew a worm the other day—A 'Savant' passing..
© Emily Dickinson
I'M Nobody! Who Are You?
I'm nobody! Who are you?Are you nobody, too?Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!They'd banish -- you know!How dreary to be somebody!How public..
© Emily Dickinson
A Dying Tiger&Mdash;Moaned For Drink
566A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink—I hunted all the Sand—I caught the Dripping of a RockAnd bore it in my Hand—His Mighty Balls—in death were..
© Emily Dickinson
A Coffin—is A Small Domain
A Coffin—is a small Domain,Yet able to containA Citizen of ParadiseIn it diminished Plane.A Grave—is a restricted Breadth—Yet ampler than the Sun—And..
© Emily Dickinson
"Heaven" Has Different Signs&Mdash;To Me
575"Heaven" has different Signs—to me—Sometimes, I think that NoonIs but a symbol of the Place—And when again, at Dawn,A mighty look runs round the..
© Emily Dickinson
Because I Could Not Stop For Death
Because I could not stop for Death-He kindly stopped for me-The Carriage held but just Ourselves-And Immortality.We slowly drove- He knew no hasteAnd..
© Emily Dickinson
"Heaven"—Is What I Cannot Reach!
239"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!The Apple on the Tree—Provided it do hopeless—hang—That—"Heaven" is—to Me!The Color, on the Cruising Cloud—The..
© Emily Dickinson
A Bird Came Down
A bird came down the walk:He did not know I saw;He bit an angle-worm in halvesAnd ate the fellow, raw.And then he drank a dewFrom a convenient..
© Emily Dickinson
A Book
There is no frigate like a bookTo take us lands away,Nor any coursers like a pageOf prancing poetry.This traverse may the poorest takeWithout oppress..
© Emily Dickinson
"Faith" Is A Fine Invention
"Faith" is a fine inventionWhen Gentlemen can see—But Microscopes are prudentIn an Emergency.
© Emily Dickinson
'Nature' Is What We See
'Nature' is what we see—The Hill—the Afternoon—Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—Nay—Nature is Heaven—Nature is what we hear—The Bobolink—the..
© Emily Dickinson