Poems

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*Editor's note: The title was not written by Emily Dickinson, that was made after her death, also the number to the right is the number that poem is recorded as, in the volumes of her writing. Thank you* ======

Here are a few of the poems, without any annotation, by Emily Dickinson;

Because I could not stop for Death (712)
Because I could not stop for Death- He kindly stopped for me - The Carriage held but just Ourselves - And Immortality.

We slowly drove - He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and leisure too, For his Civility -

We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess - in the Ring - We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain - We passed the Setting Sun -

Or rather - He passed us - The Dews drew quivering and chill - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">For only Gossamer, my Gown - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">My Tippet- only Tulle -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">We paused before a House that seemed <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A Swelling of the Ground - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Roof was scarcely visible - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Cornice- in the Ground -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Since then - 'tis Centuries - and yet <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Feels shorter than the Day <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">I first surmised the Horses' Heads <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Were towards Eternity -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">There is no frigate like a book (1263)
<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">There is no Frigate like a Book <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">To take us lands away, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Nor any Coursers like a Page <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Of prancing Poetry - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">This Traverse may the poorest take <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Without oppress of Toll - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">How frugal is the Chariot <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">That bears a Human soul.

=<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">We never know how high we are (1176) =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">We never know how high we are <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Till we are called to rise; <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And then, if we are true to plan, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Our statures touch the skies --

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Heroism we recite <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Would be a daily thing, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Did not ourselves the Cubits warp <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">For fear to be a King --

=<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Wild Nights - Wild Nights! (249) =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Wild Nights - Wild Nights! <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Were I with thee <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Wild Nights should be <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Our luxury!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Futile - the winds - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">To a heart in port - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Done with the compass - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Done with the chart!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Rowing in Eden - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Ah, the sea! <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Might I moor - Tonight - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">In thee!

=<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Two Butterflies went out at Noon-- (533) =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Two Butterflies went out at Noon-- <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And waltzed above a Farm-- <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Then stepped straight through the Firmament <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And rested on a Beam--

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And then-- together bore away <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Upon a shining Sea-- <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Though never yet, in any Port-- <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Their coming mentioned-- be--

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">If spoken by the distant Bird-- <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">If met in Ether Sea <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">By Frigate, or by Merchantman-- <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">No notice-- was-- to me--

=<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280) =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And Mourners to and fro <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Kept treading - treading - till it seemed <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">That sense was breaking through -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And when they all were seated, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A service, like a Drum - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Kept Beating - beating - till I thought <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">My mind was going numb -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And then I heard them lift a Box <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And creak across my Soul <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">With those same Boots of Lead, again, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Then Space - began to toll,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">As all the Heavens were a Bell, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And being, but an Ear, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And I, and Silence, some strange Race <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Wrecked, solitary, here -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And then a Plank in Reason, broke, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And I dropped down, and down - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And hit a World, at every plunge, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And Finished knowing - then -

=<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Like Brooms of Steel (1252) =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Like Brooms of Steel <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Snow and Wind <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Had swept the Winter Street - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The House was hooked <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Sun sent out <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Faint Deputies of Heat <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Where rode the Bird <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Silence tied <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">His ample - plodding Steed <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Apple in teh Cellar snug <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Was all the one that played.

=<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A lane of Yellow led teh eye (1650) = = =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A lane of Yellow led the eye <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Unto a Purple Wood <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Whose soft inhabitants to be <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Surpasses solitude <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">If Bird the silence contradict <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Or flower presume to show <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">In the low summer of the West <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Impossible to know -

=<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A Drop fell on the Apple Tree (794) =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A Drop fell on the Apple Tree - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Another - on the Roof - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A Half a Dozen kissed teh Eaves - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And made the Gables laugh -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">A few went out to help the Brook <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">That went to help the Sea - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Myself Conjectured were they Pearls - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">What Necklaces could be -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Dust replaced, in Hoisted Roads - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Birds jocoser sung - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Sunshine threw his Hat away - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Bushes - spangles flung -

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Breezes brought dejected Lutes - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And bathed them in teh Glee - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">The Orient showed a single Flag, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">And signed the fête a way -

= = =<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">I'm Nobody! Who are you? (260) =

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">I'm Nobody! Who are you? <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Are you - Nobody - too? <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Then there's a pair of us! <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Don't tell! they'd advertise - you know!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">How dreary - to be - Somebody! <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">How public - like a Frog - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">To tell one's name - the livelong June - <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">To an admiring Bog!