1,046 Quotes by Emily Dickinson

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A great Hope fellYou heard no noiseThe Ruin was withinOh cunning wreck that told no taleAnd let no Witness in

This was a Poet - It is ThatDistills amazing senseFrom ordinary Meanings -And Attar so immense

Fame is a bee.It has a song -It has a sting -Ah, too, it has a wing.

Faith slips - and laughs, and rallies

WhenContinentsexpireThe Giantsthey discarded —arePromotedto endure —

When I sound the fairy call, gather here in silent meeting,Chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and cherries eating.Merry, merry, take a cherry, mine are sounder, mine are rounder,Mine are sweeter for the eater, when the dews fall, and you'll be fairies all.

Life is death we're lengthy at

Not “Revelation” – tis – that waitsBut our unfurnished eyes –