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Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Bluebird
by EmilyDickinsonThe Butterfly's DayAprilThe Bluebird The Bluebird Before you thought of spring, Except as a surmise, You see, God bless his suddenness, A fellow in the skies Of independent…Poems by Emily Dickinson: April
by EmilyDickinsonThe BluebirdThe Sleeping FlowersApril April An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on the lawn; A…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Memorials
by EmilyDickinsonXIIXIVMemorials Memorials Death sets a thing significant The eye had hurried by, Except a perished creature Entreat us tenderly To ponder little workmanships In crayon…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Triumph
by EmilyDickinsonXVIXVIIITriumph Triumph Triumph may be of several kinds. There 's triumph in the room When that old imperator, Death, By faith is overcome. There 's triumph of the finer…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Following
by EmilyDickinsonXIXXXIFollowing Following I had no cause to be awake, My best was gone to sleep, And morn a new politeness took, And failed to wake them up, But called the others clear…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Journey
by EmilyDickinsonXXIA Country BurialThe Journey The Journey Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being's road, Eternity by term. Our pace took sudden…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Going
by EmilyDickinsonA Country BurialXXVGoing Going On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair, So quiet, oh, how quiet! That…Poems by Emily Dickinson: At Length
by EmilyDickinsonXXVIIGhostsAt Length At Length Her final summer was it, And yet we guessed it not; If tenderer industriousness Pervaded her, we thought A further force of life Developed…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Ghosts
by EmilyDickinsonAt LengthVanishedGhosts Ghosts One need not be a chamber to be haunted, One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. Far safer, of a…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Vanished
by EmilyDickinsonGhostsPrecedenceVanished Vanished She died, — this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little…