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Emily Dickinson

Go not too near a House of Rose --

Go not too near a House of Rose -- The depredation of a Breeze -- Or inundation of a Dew Alarms its walls away -- Nor try to tie the Butterfly, Nor climb the Bars of Ecstasy, In insecurity to lie Is Joy's insuring quality.

Emily Dickinson

The last of Summer is Delight --

The last of Summer is Delight -- Deterred by Retrospect. 'Tis Ecstasy's revealed Review -- Enchantment's Syndicate. To meet it -- nameless as it is -- Without celestial Mail -- Audacious as without a Knock To walk within the Veil.

Emily Dickinson

The Service without Hope --

The Service without Hope -- Is tenderest, I think -- Because 'tis unsustained By stint -- Rewarded Work -- Has impetus of Gain -- And impetus of Goal -- There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until --

Emily Dickinson

These are the Signs to Nature's Inns --

These are the Signs to Nature's Inns -- Her invitation broad To Whosoever famishing To taste her mystic Bread -- These are the rites of Nature's House -- The Hospitality That opens with an equal width To Beggar and to Bee For Sureties of her staunch Estate Her undecaying Cheer The Purple in the East is set And in the North, the Star --

Emily Dickinson

Jesus! thy Crucifix

Jesus! thy Crucifix Enable thee to guess The smaller size! Jesus! thy second face Mind thee in Paradise Of ours!

Emily Dickinson

My Season's furthest Flower --

My Season's furthest Flower -- I tenderer commend Because I found Her Kinsmanless, A Grace without a Friend.

Emily Dickinson

Forever honored by the Tree

Forever honored by the Tree Whose Apple Winterworn Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky Two Gabriels Yestermorn. They registered in Nature's Book As Robins -- Sire and Son -- But Angels have that modest way To screen them from Renown.

Emily Dickinson

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

Beauty -- be not caused -- It Is -- Chase it, and it ceases -- Chase it not, and it abides -- Overtake the Creases In the Meadow -- when the Wind Runs his fingers thro' it -- Deity will see to it That You never do it --

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 Sea -- Thunder -- the Cricket -- Nay -- Nature is Harmony -- Nature is what we know -- Yet have no art to say -- So impotent Our Wisdom is To her Simplicity.

Emily Dickinson

When I hoped I feared --

When I hoped I feared -- Since I hoped I dared Everywhere alone As a Church remain -- Spectre cannot harm -- Serpent cannot charm -- He deposes Doom Who hath suffered him --

Emily Dickinson

In snow thou comest --

In snow thou comest -- Thou shalt go with the resuming ground, The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee's advancing sound. In fear thou comest -- Thou shalt go at such a gait of joy That man anew embark to live Upon the depth of thee.

Emily Dickinson

For Death -- or rather

For Death -- or rather For the Things 'twould buy -- This -- put away Life's Opportunity -- The Things that Death will buy Are Room -- Escape from Circumstances -- And a Name -- With Gifts of Life How Death's Gifts may compare -- We know not -- For the Rates -- lie Here --

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