Poems by Emily Dickinson

Poems by Emily Dickinson

I Went To Thank Her, by Emily Dickinson

I went to thank her,
But she slept;
Her bed a funnelled stone,
With nosegays at the head an...

The Last Night That She Lived, by Emily Dickinson

The last night that she lived,
It was a common night,
Except the dying; this to us
Made natu...

A Little Road Not Made of Man, by Emily Dickinson

A little road not made of man,
Enabled of the eye,
Accessible to thill of bee,
Or cart of b...

The Lonely House, by Emily Dickinson

I know some lonely houses off the road
A robber 'd like the look of, --
Wooden barred,
And w...

Look Back on Time With Kindly Eyes, by Emily Dickinson

Look back on time with kindly eyes,
He doubtless did his best;
How softly sinks his trembling...

Lost, by Emily Dickinson

I lost a world the other day.
Has anybody found?
You'll know it by the row of stars
Around its...

Love's Baptism, by Emily Dickinson

I'm ceded, I've stopped being theirs;
The name they dropped upon my face
With water, in the ...

The Martyrs, by Emily Dickinson

Through the straight pass of suffering
The martyrs even trod,
Their feet upon temptation,
Th...

May-Flower, by Emily Dickinson

Pink, small, and punctual,
Aromatic, low,
Covert in April,
Candid in May,   Dear ...

Mine, by Emily Dickinson

Mine by the right of the white election!
Mine by the royal seal!
Mine by the sign in the scarle...

The Mountain, by Emily Dickinson

The mountain sat upon the plain
In his eternal chair,
His observation omnifold,
His inquest ...

The Mystery of Pain, by Emily Dickinson

Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when...

The Nearest Dream Recedes, by Emily Dickinson

The nearest dream recedes, unrealized.
The heaven we chase
Like the June bee
Before the schoo...

One Dignity Delays For All, by Emily Dickinson

One dignity delays for all,
One mitred afternoon.
None can avoid this purple,
None evade thi...

On This Long Storm the Rainbow Rose, by Emily Dickinson

On this long storm the rainbow rose,
On this late morn the sun;
The clouds, like listless el...