Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Doomed—regard The Sunrise
294The Doomed—regard the SunriseWith different Delight—Because—when next it burns abroadThey doubt to witness it—The Man—to die—tomorrow—Harks for..
© Emily Dickinson
His Bill An Auger Is
1034His Bill an Auger is,His Head, a Cap and Frill.He laboreth at every TreeA Worm, His utmost Goal.
© Emily Dickinson
He Parts Himself—like Leaves
517He parts Himself—like Leaves—And then—He closes up—Then stands upon the BonnetOf Any Buttercup—And then He runs againstAnd oversets a Rose—And..
© Emily Dickinson
He Told A Homely Tale
763He told a homely taleAnd spotted it with tears—Upon his infant face was setThe Cicatrice of years—All crumpled was the cheekNo other kiss had..
© Emily Dickinson
poetry, legacy, inspiration, time
284The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea—Forgets her own locality—As I—toward Thee—She knows herself an incense small—Yet small—she sighs—if All—is..
© Emily Dickinson
The Poets Light But Lamps
883The Poets light but Lamps—Themselves—go out—The Wicks they stimulate—If vital LightInhere as do the Suns—Each Age a LensDisseminating..
© Emily Dickinson
Gratitude—is Not The Mention
989Gratitude—is not the mentionOf a Tenderness,But its still appreciationOut of Plumb of Speech.When the Sea return no AnswerBy the Line and..
© Emily Dickinson
If He Dissolve—then—there Is Nothing
236If He dissolve—then—there is nothing—more—Eclipse—at Midnight—It was dark—before—Sunset—at Easter—Blindness—on the Dawn—Faint Star of..
© Emily Dickinson
'Tis One By One — The Father Counts
545'Tis One by One — the Father counts —And then a Tract betweenSet Cypherless — to teach the EyeThe Value of its Ten —Until the peevish..
© Emily Dickinson
Not "Revelation"&Mdash;'Tis&Mdash;That Waits
685Not "Revelation"—'tis—that waits,But our unfurnished eyes—
© Emily Dickinson
I Think The Hemlock Likes To Stand
525I think the Hemlock likes to standUpon a Marge of Snow—It suits his own Austerity—And satisfies an aweThat men, must slake in Wilderness—And in..
© Emily Dickinson
'Tis Sunrise&Mdash;Little Maid&Mdash;Hast Thou
908'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast ThouNo Station in the Day?'Twas not thy wont, to hinder so—Retrieve thine industry—'Tis Noon—My little Maid—Alas—and..
© Emily Dickinson
Portraits Are To Daily Faces
170Portraits are to daily facesAs an Evening West,To a fine, pedantic sunshine—In a satin Vest!
© Emily Dickinson
Morning—is The Place For Dew
197Morning—is the place for Dew—Corn—is made at Noon—After dinner light—for flowers—Dukes—for Setting Sun!
© Emily Dickinson
Pain Has An Element
Pain has an element of blank;It cannot recollectWhen it began, or if there wereA day when it was not.It has no future but itself,Its infinite realms..
© Emily Dickinson
A Sloop of Amber slips away
A Sloop of Amber slips awayUpon an Ether Sea,And wrecks in Peace a Purple Tar,The Son of Ecstasy
© Emily Dickinson
We Cover Thee—sweet Face
482We Cover Thee—Sweet Face—Not that We tire of Thee—But that Thyself fatigue of Us—Remember—as Thou go—We follow Thee untilThou notice Us—no..
© Emily Dickinson
Of Being Is A Bird
653Of Being is a BirdThe likest to the DownAn Easy Breeze do put afloatThe General Heavens—upon—It soars—and shifts—and whirls—And measures with the..
© Emily Dickinson
The Good Will Of A Flower
849The good Will of a FlowerThe Man who would possessMust first presentCertificateOf minted Holiness.
© Emily Dickinson
He Gave Away His Life
567He gave away his Life—To Us—Gigantic Sum—A trifle—in his own esteem—But magnified—by Fame—Until it burst the HeartsThat fancied they could..
© Emily Dickinson
Ourselves Were Wed One Summer—dear
631Ourselves were wed one summer—dear—Your Vision—was in June—And when Your little Lifetime failed,I wearied—too—of mine—And overtaken in the..
© Emily Dickinson
Should You But Fail At—sea
226Should you but fail at—Sea—In sight of me—Or doomed lie—Next Sun—to die—Or rap—at Paradise—unheardI'd harass GodUntil he let you in!
© Emily Dickinson
We Thirst At First—'Tis Nature's Act
726We thirst at first—'tis Nature's Act—And later—when we die—A little Water supplicate—Of fingers going by—It intimates the finer want—Whose..
© Emily Dickinson
Joy To Have Merited The Pain
788Joy to have merited the Pain—To merit the Release—Joy to have perished every step—To Compass Paradise—Pardon—to look upon thy face—With these old..
© Emily Dickinson
I'M
199I'm "wife"—I've finished that—That other state—I'm Czar—I'm "Woman" now—It's safer so—How odd the Girl's life looksBehind this soft Eclipse—I..
© Emily Dickinson