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• The Dying need but little, Dear,

  The Dying need but little, Dear,
  A Glass of Water's all,
  A Flower's unobtrusive Face …

  Emily Dickinson

• The event was directly behind Him

  The event was directly behind Him
  Yet He did not guess
  Fitted itself to Himself like a Robe …

• The Face in evanescence lain

  The Face in evanescence lain
  Is more distinct than ours —
  And ours surrendered for its sake …

  Emily Dickinson

• The Face we choose to miss —

  The Face we choose to miss —
  Be it but for a Day
  As absent as a Hundred Years, …

  Emily Dickinson

• The Fact that Earth is Heaven —

  The Fact that Earth is Heaven —
  Whether Heaven is Heaven or not
  If not an Affidavit …

• The fascinating chill that music leaves

  The fascinating chill that music leaves
  Is Earth's corroboration
  Of Ecstasy's impediment — …

• The feet of people walking home

  The feet of people walking home -
  With gayer sandals go -
  The Crocus, till she rises …

  Emily Dickinson

• The Fingers of the Light

  The Fingers of the Light
  Tapped soft upon the Town
  With "I am great and cannot wait …

• The first Day's Night had come —

  The first Day's Night had come —
  And grateful that a thing
  So terrible — had been endured — …

• The First Half of the Seventeenth Century/Chapter 1

  "North and South too many an hour
  I've by the skipper held the wheel;
  Seen too many a hissing shower …

  Herbert John Clifford Grierson

• The first We knew of Him was Death —

  The first We knew of Him was Death —
  The second — was — Renown —
  Except the first had justified …

• The Flower must not blame the Bee —

  The Flower must not blame the Bee —
  That seeketh his felicity
  Too often at her door — …

• The Frost of Death was on the Pane —

  The Frost of Death was on the Pane —
  "Secure your Flower" said he.
  Like Sailors fighting with a Leak …

• The Funeral (Dickinson)

  That short, potential stir
  That each can make but once,
  That bustle so illustrious …

  Emily Dickinson

• The Future — never spoke —

  The Future — never spoke —
  Nor will He — like the Dumb —
  Reveal by sign — a syllable …

  Emily Dickinson

• The Gentian weaves her fringes —

  The Gentian weaves her fringes —
  The Maple's loom is red —
  My departing blossoms …

  Emily Dickinson

• The gleam of an heroic Act

  The gleam of an heroic Act
  Such strange illumination
  The Possible's slow fuse is lit …

  Emily Dickinson

• The going from a world we know

  The going from a world we know
  To one a wonder still
  Is like the child's adversity …

• The good Will of a Flower

  The good Will of a Flower
  The Man who would possess
  Must first present …

• The Grass

  And even when it dies, to pass
  In odors so divine,
  As lowly spices gone to sleep, …

  Emily Dickinson

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