A daily poem from the complete works of Emily Dickinson.
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Unit, like Death, for Whom?
True, like the Tomb,
Who tells no secret
Told to Him –
The Grave is strict –
Tickets admit
Just two — the Bearer –
And the Borne –
And seat — just One –
The Living — tell –
The Dying — but a Syllable –
The Coy Dead — None –
No Chatter — here — no tea –
So Babbler, and Bohea — stay there –
But Gravity — and Expectation — and Fear –
A tremor just, that All’s not sure.
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Through the Dark Sod — as Education –
The Lily passes sure –
Feels her white foot — no trepidation –
Her faith — no fear –
Afterward — in the Meadow –
Swinging her Beryl Bell –
The Mold-life — all forgotten — now –
In Ecstasy — and Dell –
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I should have been too glad, I see –
Too lifted — for the scant degree
Of Life’s penurious Round –
My little Circuit would have shamed
This new Circumference — have blamed –
The homelier time behind.
I should have been too saved — I see –
Too rescued — Fear too dim to me
That I could spell the Prayer
I knew so perfect — yesterday –
That Scalding One — Sabachthani –
Recited fluent — here –
Earth would have been too much — I see –
And Heaven — not enough for me –
I should have had the Joy
Without the Fear — to justify –
The Palm — without the Calvary –
So Savior — Crucify –
Defeat — whets Victory — they say –
The Reefs — in old Gethsemane –
Endear the Coast — beyond!
‘Tis Beggars — Banquets — can define –
‘Tis Parching — vitalizes Wine –
“Faith” bleats — to understand!
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The difference between Despair
And Fear — is like the One
Between the instant of a Wreck
And when the Wreck has been –
The Mind is smooth — no Motion –
Contented as the Eye
Upon the Forehead of a Bust –
That knows — it cannot see –
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If your Nerve, deny you –
Go above your Nerve –
He can lean against the Grave,
If he fear to swerve –
That’s a steady posture –
Never any bend
Held of those Brass arms –
Best Giant made –
If your Soul seesaw –
Lift the Flesh door –
The Poltroon wants Oxygen –
Nothing more –
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A Mien to move a Queen –
Half Child — Half Heroine –
An Orleans in the Eye
That puts its manner by
For humbler Company
When none are near
Even a Tear –
Its frequent Visitor –
A Bonnet like a Duke –
And yet a Wren’s Peruke
Were not so shy
Of Goer by –
And Hands — so slight –
They would elate a Sprite
With Merriment –
A Voice that Alters — Low
And on the Ear can go
Like Let of Snow –
Or shift supreme –
As tone of Realm
On Subjects Diadem –
Too small — to fear –
Too distant — to endear –
And so Men Compromise
And just — revere –
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Is it true, dear Sue?
Are there two?
I shouldn’t like to come
For fear of joggling Him!
If I could shut him up
In a Coffee Cup,
Or tie him to a pin
Till I got in –
Or make him fast
To “Toby’s” fist –
Hist! Whist! I’d come!
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Is it true, dear Sue?
Are there two?
I shouldn’t like to come
For fear of joggling Him!
If I could shut him up
In a Coffee Cup,
Or tie him to a pin
Till I got in –
Or make him fast
To “Toby’s” fist –
Hist! Whist! I’d come!
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