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• 1.Dust is the only Secret
• Dust is the only Secret -- Death, the only One You cannot find out all about In his native town. Nobody know his Father -- Never was a Boy -- Hadn't a...
• 2.Emily Dickinson - The Sun kept stooping -- stooping -- low!
• The Sun kept stooping -- stooping -- low! The Hills to meet him rose! On his side, what Transaction! On their side, what Repose! Deeper and deeper gre...
• 3.Emily Dickinson - Mute thy Coronation
• Mute thy Coronation -- Meek my Vive le roi, Fold a tiny courtier In thine Ermine, Sir, There to rest revering Till the pageant by, I can murmur broken...
• 4.She died -- this was the way she died.
• 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 figure at the gate...
• 5.She went as quiet as the Dew
• She went as quiet as the Dew From an Accustomed flower. Not like the Dew, did she return At the Accustomed hour! She dropt as softly as a star From ou...
• 6.Emily Dickinson - All overgrown by cunning moss,
• All overgrown by cunning moss, All interspersed with weed, The little cage of Currer Bell In quiet Haworth laid. Gathered from many wanderings -- Geth...
• 7.Bless God, he went as soldiers,
• Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast -- Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest! Please God, might I behold him ...
• 8.On such a night, or such a night,
• 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 nobody mig...
• 9.Emily Dickinson - This heart that broke so long
• This heart that broke so long -- These feet that never flagged -- This faith that watched for star in vain, Give gently to the dead -- Hound cannot ov...
• 10.Emily Dickinson - She bore it till the simple veins
• She bore it till the simple veins Traced azure on her hand -- Til pleading, round her quiet eyes The purple Crayons stand. Till Daffodils had come and...