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Eternity (Blake)

Eternity
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy …

William Blake
An Evening in Dandaloo

It was while we held our races --
Hurdles, sprints and steplechases --
Up in Dandaloo, …

Banjo Paterson
Except the Heaven had come so near —

Except the Heaven had come so near —
So seemed to choose My Door —
The Distance would not haunt me so — …

Emily Dickinson
Except to Heaven, she is nought.

Except to Heaven, she is nought.
Except for Angels — lone.
Except to some wide-wandering Bee …

Emily Dickinson
Exclusion

The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door ;
On her divine majority …

Emily Dickinson
Exhilaration is the Breeze

Exhilaration is the Breeze
That lifts us from the Ground
And leaves us in another place …

Emily Dickinson
Exhilaration — is within —

Exhilaration — is within —
There can no Outer Wine
So royally intoxicate …
Expanse cannot be lost —

Expanse cannot be lost —
Not Joy, but a Decree
Is Deity — …
Experiment to me

Experiment to me
Is every one I meet
If it contain a Kernel? …

Emily Dickinson
The Expiration

SO, so, break off this last lamenting kiss,
⁠Which sucks two souls, and vapours both away;
Turn, thou ghost, that way, and let me turn this, …

John Donne
Extol thee — could I? Then I will

Extol thee — could I? Then I will
By saying nothing new —
But just the truest truth …
Facts by our side are never sudden

Facts by our side are never sudden
Until they look around
And then they scare us like a spectre …
"Faith" is a fine invention

"Faith" is a fine invention
For Gentlemen who see!
But Microscopes are prudent …

Emily Dickinson
Faith — is the Pierless Bridge

Faith — is the Pierless Bridge
Supporting what We see
Unto the Scene that We do not — …

Emily Dickinson
Falsehood of Thee could I suppose

Falsehood of Thee could I suppose
'Twould undermine the Sill
To which my Faith pinned Block by Block …
Fame is a fickle food

Fame is a fickle food
Upon a shifting plate
Whose table once a …

Emily Dickinson
Fame is the tint that Scholars leave

Fame is the tint that Scholars leave
Upon their Setting Names —
The Iris not of Occident …
Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die

Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born —
Far from Love the Heavenly Father

Far from Love the Heavenly Father
Leads the Chosen Child,
Oftener through Realm of Briar …

Emily Dickinson
Farewell of the Soul to the Body

Companion dear, the hour draws nigh,
The sentence speeds—to die, to die.
So long in mystic union held, …

Lydia Sigourney