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He put the Belt around my life

He put the Belt around my life
I heard the Buckle snap —
And turned away, imperial, …

Emily Dickinson
He strained my faith —

He strained my faith —
Did he find it supple?
Shook my strong trust — …
He told a homely tale

He told a homely tale
And spotted it with tears —
Upon his infant face was set …
He touched me, so I live to know

He touched me, so I live to know
That such a day, permitted so,
I groped upon his breast — …

Emily Dickinson
He was my host — he was my guest,

He was my host — he was my guest,
I never to this day
If I invited him could tell, …
He was weak, and I was strong — then —

He was weak, and I was strong — then —
So He let me lead him in —
I was weak, and He was strong then — …
He went by sleep that drowsy route

He went by sleep that drowsy route
To the surmising Inn —
At day break to begin his race …
He who in Himself believes —

He who in Himself believes —
Fraud cannot presume —
Faith is Constancy's Result — …
"Heaven" has different Signs — to me —

"Heaven" has different Signs — to me —
Sometimes, I think that Noon
Is but a symbol of the Place — …

Emily Dickinson
Her little Parasol to lift

Her little Parasol to lift
And once to let it down
Her whole Responsibility — …
Her smile was shaped like other smiles —

Her smile was shaped like other smiles —
The Dimples ran along —
And still it hurt you, as some Bird …
Her spirit rose to such a height

Her spirit rose to such a height
Her countenance it did inflate
Like one that fed on awe. …
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead

Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
Came the Darker Way —
Carriages — Be Sure — and Guests — too — …
Her whole Life is an Epigram, smack-smooth & nobly pen'd

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Her whole Life is an Epigram smack smooth & nobly pend
Platted quite neat to catch applause with a sliding noose at the end[3]

William Blake
Herein a Blossom lies —

Herein a Blossom lies —
A Sepulchre, between —
Cross it, and overcome the Bee — …
High from the earth I heard a bird,

High from the earth I heard a bird,
He trod upon the trees
As he esteemed them trifles, …

Emily Dickinson
His Bill an Auger is

His Bill an Auger is
His Head, a Cap and Frill
He laboreth at every Tree …

Emily Dickinson
His Bill is clasped — his Eye forsook —

His Bill is clasped — his Eye forsook —
His Feathers wilted low —
The Claws that clung, like lifeless Gloves …
His Heart was darker than the starless night

His Heart was darker than the starless night
For that there is a morn
But in this black Receptacle …
His little Hearse like Figure

His little Hearse like Figure
Unto itself a Dirge
To a delusive Lilac …

Emily Dickinson