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| 491. | Spurn the temerity -- by Emily Dickinson | | Spurn the temerity --
Rashness of Calvary --
Gay were Gethsemane
Knew we of Thee --... |
| 492. | Step lightly on this narrow spot -- by Emily Dickinson | | Step lightly on this narrow spot --
The broadest Land that grows
Is not so ample as the Breast
These Emerald Seams enclose.
Step lofty, for this... |
| 493. | Such is the Force of Happiness -- by Emily Dickinson | | Such is the Force of Happiness --
The Least -- can lift a Ton
Assisted by its stimulus --
Who Misery -- sustain --
No Sinew can afford --
The C... |
| 494. | Summer laid her simple Hat by Emily Dickinson | | Summer laid her simple Hat
On its boundless Shelf --
Unobserved -- a Ribbon slipt,
Snatch it for yourself.
Summer laid her supple Glove
In its ... |
| 495. | Superfluous were the Sun by Emily Dickinson | | Superfluous were the Sun
When Excellence be dead
He were superfluous every Day
For every Day be said
That syllable whose Faith
Just saves it fr... |
| 496. | Superiority to Fate by Emily Dickinson | | Superiority to Fate
Is difficult to gain
'Tis not conferred of Any
But possible to earn
A pittance at a time
Until to Her surprise
The Soul wi... |
| 498. | Suspense -- is Hostiler than Death -- by Emily Dickinson | | Suspense -- is Hostiler than Death --
Death -- tho'soever Broad,
Is Just Death, and cannot increase --
Suspense -- does not conclude --
But peri... |
| 499. | Sweet hours have perished here; by Emily Dickinson | | Sweet hours have perished here;
This is a mighty room;
Within its precincts hopes have played, --
Now shadows in the tomb.... |
| 500. | Sweet is the swamp with its secrets, by Emily Dickinson | | Sweet is the swamp with its secrets,
Until we meet a snake;
'Tis then we sigh for houses,
And our departure take
At that enthralling gallop
Tha... |
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