« I never hear the word « escape »
Without a quicker blood,
A sudden expectation,
A flying attitude. »
« Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all, »
« There’s a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons,
That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes. »
« When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath ;
When it goes, ‘t is like the distance
On the look of death. »
« Merchantmen poise upon horizons,
Dip, and vanish with fairy sails. »
« A shady friend for torrid days
Is easier to find
Than one of higher temperature
For frigid hour of mind. »
« How dreary to be somebody !
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog ! »
« I thought if I could only live
Till that first shout got by,
Not all pianos in the woods
Had power to mangle me.
I dared not meet the daffodils,
For fear their yellow gown
Would pierce me with a fashion
So foreign to my own. »
« The Battlefield
They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars,
Like petals from a rose,
When suddenly across the June
A wind with fingers goes.
They perished in the seamless grass, -
No eye could find the place ;
But God on his repealless list
Can summon every face. »
« If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain ;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain. »
« Immortality
It is an honorable thought,
And makes one lift one’s hat,
As one encountered gentlefolk
Upon a daily street,
That we’ve immortal place,
Though pyramids decay,
And kingdoms, like the orchard,
Flit russetly away. »
« I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven ;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given. »
Selected Poems – Emily Dickinson
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