Frasi Emily Dickinson
Volcanoes be in Sicily
And South America
I judge from my Geography
Volcanoes nearer here
A Lava step at any time
Am I inclined to climb
A Crater I may contemplate
Vesuvius at Home.
'Twas warm - at first - like Us -
Until there crept upon
A Chill - like frost upon a Glass -
Till all the scene - be gone.
The Forehead copied Stone -
The Fingers grew too cold
To ache - and like a Sk...
As Watchers hang upon the East -
As Beggars revel at a feast
By savory fancy spread -
As Brooks in Deserts, babble sweet
On Ear too far for the delight -
Heaven beguiles the tired.
As that same Watche...
My friend must be a Bird -
Because it flies!
Mortal, my friend must be -
Because it dies!
Barbs has it, like a Bee!
Ah, curious friend!
Thou puzzlest me!
I miei fiori son per i prigionieri,
Occhi velati dalla lunga attesa,
Dita cui fu negato cogliere,
Pazienti fino al Paradiso.
Per questi, se potranno sussurrare
Dell'alba e di brughiere,
Non hanno alt...
Witchcraft has not a pedigree
'Tis early as our Breath
And mourners meet it going out
The moment of our death.
How soft a Caterpillar steps -
I find one on my Hand
From such a Velvet world it came -
Such plushes at command
It's soundless travels just arrest
My slow - terrestrial eye -
Intent upon it's own care...
She lay as if at play
Her life had leaped away -
Intending to return -
But not so soon -
Her merry Arms, half dropt -
As if for lull of sport -
An instant had forgot -
The Trick to start -
Her dancin...
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating ...
I like to see it lap the Miles -
And lick the Valleys up -
And stop to feed itself at Tanks -
And then - prodigious step
Around a Pile of Mountains -
And supercilious peer
In Shanties - by the sides o...
Although I put away his life -
An Ornament too grand
For Forehead low as mine, to wear,
This might have been the Hand
That sowed the flower, he preferred -
Or smoothed a homely pain,
Or pushed the peb...
If Anybody's friend be dead
It's sharpest of the theme
The thinking how they walked alive -
At such and such a time -
Their costume, of a Sunday,
Some manner of the Hair -
A prank nobody knew but them...
How brittle are the Piers
On which our Faith doth tread -
No Bridge below doth totter so -
Yet none hath such a Crowd.
It is as old as God -
Indeed - 'twas built by him -
He sent his Son to test the P...
I play at Riches - to appease
The Clamoring for Gold -
It kept me from a Thief, I think,
For often, overbold
With Want, and Opportunity -
I could have done a Sin
And been Myself that easy Thing
An ind...
Not at Home to Callers
Says the Naked Tree -
Bonnet due in April -
Wishing you Good Day.
Death warrants are supposed to be
An enginery of Equity
A merciful mistake
A pencil in an Idol's Hand
A Devotee has oft consigned
To Crucifix or Block.
'Tis so appalling - it exhilarates -
So over Horror, it half Captivates -
The Soul stares after it, secure -
To know the worst, leaves no dread more -
To scan a Ghost, is faint -
But grappling, conque...
He power to be true to You,
Until upon my face
The Judgment push His Picture -
Presumptuous of Your Place -
Of This - Could Man deprive Me -
Himself - the Heaven excel -
Whose invitation - Your's redu...
Shame is the shawl of Pink
In which we wrap the Soul
To keep it from infesting Eyes -
The elemental Veil
Which helpless Nature drops
When pushed upon a scene
Repugnant to her probity -
Shame is the ti...
By such and such an offering
To Mr So and So -
The web of live woven -
So martyrs albums show.
A little East of Jordan,
Evangelists record,
A Gymnast and an Angel
Did wrestle long and hard -
Till morning touching mountain -
And Jacob, waxing strong,
The Angel begged permission
To Breakfast - to...
A science - so the Savants say,
"Comparative Anatomy" -
By which a single bone -
Is made a secret to unfold
Of some rare tenant of the mold -
Else perished in the stone -
So to the eye prosp...
In falling Timbers buried -
There breathed a Man -
Outside - the Spades - were plying -
The Lungs - within -
Could He - know - they sought Him -
Could They - know - He breathed -
Horrid Sand Partition...
Chi ? amato non conosce morte,
perch? l'amore ? immortalit?,
o meglio, ? sostanza divina.
Chi ama non conosce morte,
perch? l'amore fa rinascere la vita
nella divinit?.
This Bauble was preferred of Bees -
By Butterflies admired
At Heavenly - Hopeless Distances -
Was justified of Bird -
Did Noon - enamel - in Herself
Was Summer to a Score
Who only knew of Universe -
I...