Emily Dickinson Poems
- 251. To Die—takes Just A Little While
To dieâ??takes just a little whileâ??
They say it doesn't hurtâ?? It's only fainterâ??by degreesâ??
- 252. I Shall Know Why—when Time Is Over
I shall know whyâ??when Time is overâ??
- 253. There Is A June When Corn Is Cut
There is a June when Corn is cut
- 254. I Held A Jewel In My Fingers
I held a Jewel in my fingersâ??
And went to sleepâ?? The day was warm, and winds were prosyâ??
- 255. Tell All The Truth
Tell all the truth but tell it slant,
Success in circuit lies, Too bright for our infirm delight
- 256. The Malay—took The Pearl
The Malayâ??took the Pearlâ??
- 257. Ah, Moon—and Star!
Ah, Moonâ??and Star!
- 258. Death Is Potential To That Man
Death is potential to that Man
- 259. The Sun Kept Stooping—stooping
The Sun kept stoopingâ??stoopingâ??low!
- 260. Are Friends Delight Or Pain
Are Friends Delight or Pain?
Could Bounty but remain Riches were good -
- 261. The Admirations—and Contempts—of Time
The Admirationsâ??and Contemptsâ??of timeâ??
- 262. I'll Clutch—and Clutch
I'll clutchâ??and clutchâ??
- 263. Spring Is The Period
Spring is the Period
- 264. 'twas The Old—road—through Pain
'Twas the oldâ??roadâ??through painâ??
- 265. Our Lives Are Swiss
Our lives are Swiss --
So still -- so Cool -- Till some odd afternoon
- 266. As If The Sea Should Part
As if the Sea should part
- 267. Only God—detect The Sorrow
Only Godâ??detect the Sorrowâ??
- 268. God Permit Industrious Angels
God permit industrious angels
Afternoons to play. I met one, -- forgot my school-mates,
- 269. If What We Could—were What We Would
If What we could—were what we would—
- 270. Least Rivers—docile To Some Sea
Least Riversâ??docile to some sea.
- 271. We Thirst At First—'tis Nature's Act
We thirst at firstâ??'tis Nature's Actâ??
- 272. Size Circumscribes—it Has No Room
Size circumscribesâ??it has no room
- 273. I Haven't Told My Garden Yet
I haven't told my garden yet—
- 274. It Always Felt To Me—a Wrong
It always felt to meâ??a wrong
- 275. The Sea Said 'come' To The Brook
The Sea said 'Come' to the Brook -
The Brook said 'Let me grow' - The Sea said 'Then you will be a Sea -
- 276. Sleep Is Supposed To Be
Sleep is supposed to be
- 277. The Bustle In A House
The bustle in a house
The morning after death Is solemnest of industries
- 278. Presentiment Is That Long Shadow On The Lawn
Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass
- 279. Much Madness Is Divinest Sense
Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye - Much Sense - the starkest Madness -
- 280. At Least—to Pray—is Left—is Left
At leastâ??to prayâ??is leftâ??is leftâ??
- 281. He Found My Being—set It Up
He found my Beingâ??set it upâ??
- 282. She Staked Her Feathers—gained An Arc
She staked her Feathersâ??Gained an Arcâ??
- 283. Heavenly Father
'Heavenly Father' - take to thee
The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand
- 284. Not Probable—the Barest Chance
Not probableâ??The barest Chanceâ??
- 285. Best Gains—must Have The Losses' Test
Best Gainsâ??must have the Losses' Testâ??
- 286. It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard --
It dropped so low -- in my Regard --
I heard it hit the Ground -- And go to pieces on the Stones
- 287. Her Breast Is Fit For Pearls
Her breast is fit for pearls,
- 288. To Make One's Toilette—after Death
To make One's Toilette—after Death
- 289. Me Prove It Now—whoever Doubt
Me prove it nowâ??Whoever doubt
- 290. A Death Blow Is A Life Blow To Some
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
- 291. I Sometimes Drop It, For A Quick
I sometimes drop it, for a Quick—
- 292. The Birds Begun At Four O'clock
The Birds begun at Four o'clock—
- 293. A Doubt If It Be Us
A doubt if it be Us
- 294. Midsummer, Was It, When They Died
Midsummer, was it, when They died—
- 295. A Murmur In The Trees—to Note
A Murmur in the Trees—to note—
- 296. They Shut Me Up In Prose
They shut me up in Prose --
As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet --
- 297. I Felt A Funeral, In My Brain (280)
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro Kept treading--treading--till it seemed
- 298. From The Chrysalis
My cocoon tightens, colors tease,
I'm feeling for the air; A dim capacity for wings
- 299. My Faith Is Larger Than The Hills
My Faith is larger than the Hills—
- 300. Fame Is A Bee
Fame is a bee.