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Balch, Emily Greene
(Encyclopedia) Balch, Emily GreeneBalch, Emily Greenebŏlch [key], 1867–1961, American economist and sociologist, b. Jamaica Plain, Mass., grad. Bryn Mawr, 1889. She taught at Wellesley College until…Dickinson, John
(Encyclopedia) Dickinson, John, 1732–1808, American patriot and statesman, b. Talbot co., Md. After studying law in Philadelphia and in London at the Middle Temple, he developed a highly successful…Dickinson, Edwin Walter
(Encyclopedia) Dickinson, Edwin Walter, 1891–1978, American painter, b. Seneca Falls, N.Y. He studied in New York City with William Merritt Chase, and spent most of his life on Cape Cod. Working…Dickinson, Peter
(Encyclopedia) Dickinson, Peter (Peter Malcolm de Brissac Dickinson), 1927–2015, b. Livingstone, Northern Rhodesia (now Zambia). The son of a civil servant, he returned to England (1935) with his…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Bee
by EmilyDickinsonPurple CloverXVIThe Bee The Bee Like trains of cars on tracks of plush I hear the level bee: A jar across the flowers goes, Their velvet masonry Withstands until the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Mountain
by EmilyDickinsonTwo WorldsA DayThe Mountain The Mountain The mountain sat upon the plain In his eternal chair, His observation omnifold, His inquest everywhere. The seasons prayed…Poems by Emily Dickinson: A Day
by EmilyDickinsonThe MountainXXIIIA Day A Day I'll tell you how the sun rose, — A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Autumn
by EmilyDickinsonIndian SummerBecloudedAutumn Autumn The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry's cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Beclouded
by EmilyDickinsonAutumnThe HemlockBeclouded Beclouded The sky is low, the clouds are mean, A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Why?
by EmilyDickinsonMay-FlowerIVWhy? Why? The murmur of a bee A witchcraft yieldeth me. If any ask me why, 'T were easier to die Than tell. The red upon the hill Taketh away my will; If…Trending
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