Literature
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I Cannot Live Without You by Emily Dickinson
I cannot live with You –It would be Life –And Life is over there –Behind the Shelf The Sexton keeps…
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I Died for Beauty, But Was Scarce by Emily Dickinson
I died for beauty, but was scarceAdjusted in the tomb,When one who died for truth was lainIn an adjoining room.…
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I dwell in Possibility by Emily Dickinson
I dwell in Possibility —A fairer House than Prose —More numerous of Windows —Superior — for Doors — Of Chambers…
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I Felt a Funeral in My Brain by Emily Dickinson
I felt a funeral in my brain,And mourners, to and fro,Kept treading, treading, till it seemedThat sense was breaking through.…
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If Those I Loved Were Lost by Emily Dickinson
If those I loved were lostThe Crier’s voice would tell me —If those I loved were foundThe bells of Ghent…
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I’m Nobody! Who are You? by Emily Dickinson
I’m nobody! Who are you?Are you nobody, too?Then there’s a pair of us -don’t tell!They’d banish us, you know. How…
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Indian Summer by Emily Dickinson
These are the days when birds come back,A very few, a bird or two,To take a backward look.These are the…
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I’ve Known a Heaven like a Tent by Emily Dickinson
I’ve known a Heaven like a tentTo wrap its shining yards,Pluck up its stakes and disappearWithout the sound of boardsOr…
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I Went to Heaven by Emily Dickinson
I went to heaven, –‘Twas a small town,Lit with a ruby,Lathed with down.Stiller than the fieldsAt the full dew,Beautiful as…
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Much Madness is divinest Sense by Emily Dickinson
Much madness is divinest senseTo a discerning eyeMuch sense the starkest madness.‘T is the majorityIn this, as all, prevails.Assent, and…
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