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The Indifferent

I CAN love both fair and brown;
Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays;
Her who loves loneness best, and her who masks and plays; …

John Donne
Infant Sorrow (Notebook)

INFANT SORROW
My mother groand! my father wept.
Into the dangerous world I leapt: …

William Blake
Is Heaven a Physician?

Is Heaven a Physician?
They say that He can heal —
But Medicine Posthumous …

Emily Dickinson
Is Immortality a bane

Is Immortality a bane
That men are so oppressed?
Is it dead — Find it —

Is it dead — Find it —
Out of sound — Out of sight —
"Happy"? Which is wiser — …
Is it too late to touch you, Dear?

Is it too late to touch you, Dear?
We this moment knew —
Love Marine and Love terrene — …

Emily Dickinson
Is it true, dear Sue?

Is it true, dear Sue?
Are there two?
I shouldn't like to come …

Emily Dickinson
It always felt to me — a wrong

It always felt to me — a wrong
To that Old Moses — done —
To let him see — the Canaan — …

Emily Dickinson
It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon —

It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon —
The Flower — distinct and Red —
I, passing, thought another Noon …
It came at last but prompter Death

It came at last but prompter Death
Had occupied the House —
His pallid Furniture arranged …
It came his turn to beg —

It came his turn to beg —
The begging for the life
Is different from another Alms …
It can't be "Summer"!

It can't be "Summer"!
That — got through!
It's early — yet — for "Spring"! …

Emily Dickinson
It did not surprise me —

It did not surprise me —
So I said — or thought —
She will stir her pinions …
It dropped so low — in my Regard —

It dropped so low — in my Regard —
I heard it hit the Ground —
And go to pieces on the Stones …

Emily Dickinson
It feels a shame to be Alive —

It feels a shame to be Alive —
When Men so brave — are dead —
One envies the Distinguished Dust — …

Emily Dickinson
It is a lonesome Glee —

It is a lonesome Glee —
Yet sanctifies the Mind —
With fair association — …
It is an honorable Thought

It is an honorable Thought
And make One lift One's Hat
As One met sudden Gentlefolk …

Emily Dickinson
It is easy to work when the soul is at play —

It is easy to work when the soul is at play —
But when the soul is in pain —
The hearing him put his playthings up …

Emily Dickinson
It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation —

It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation —
But large — serene —
Burned on — until through Dissolution — …
It makes no difference abroad —

It makes no difference abroad —
The Seasons — fit — the same —
The Mornings blossom into Noons — …

Emily Dickinson