When Bells stop ringing—Church—begins
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When Bells stop ringing—Church—begins
The Positive—of Bells—
When Cogs—stop—that's Circumference—
The Ultimate—of Wheels.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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To venerate the simple days
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To venerate the simple days
Which lead the seasons by,
Needs but to remember
That from you or I,
They may take the trifle
Termed mortality!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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If Blame be my side—forfeit Me
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If Blame be my side—forfeit Me—
But doom me not to forfeit Thee—
To forfeit Thee? The very name
Is sentence from Belief—and House—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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It's such a little thing to weep
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It's such a little thing to weep—
So short a thing to sigh—
And yet—by Trades—the size of these
We men and women die!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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If What we could—were what we would
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If What we could—were what we would—
Criterion—be small—
It is the Ultimate of Talk—
The Impotence to Tell—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Love reckons by itself—alone
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Love reckons by itself—alone—
"As large as I"—relate the Sun
To One who never felt it blaze—
Itself is all the like it has—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Absence disembodies—so does Death
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Absence disembodies—so does Death
Hiding individuals from the Earth
Superposition helps, as well as love—
Tenderness decreases as we prove—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Rest at Night
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Rest at Night
The Sun from shining,
Nature—and some Men—
Rest at Noon—some Men—
While Nature
And the Sun—go on—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
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A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
Who till they died, did not alive become—
Who had they lived, had died but when
They died, Vitality begun.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Speech'—is a prank of Parliament
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'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament—
'Tears'—is a trick of the nerve—
But the Heart with the heaviest freight on—
Doesn't—always—move —
poem by Emily Dickinson
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