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yyjStoryteller: It really is a small, small world. ….Find out if you are related to Emily Elizabeth Dickinson.
HighBridgeLib: Happy birthday to poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning! She was a renowned poet of the Victorian era whose work influenced Edgar Allen Poe and Emily Dickinson. Her most famous poems are "How Do I Love Thee?" and "Aurora Leigh."
Limesstones: Find out if you are related to Emily Elizabeth Dickinson.
millyswinter: 10 female characters to get to know me:
- marianne sheridan
- camilla macaulay
- elizabeth bennet
- annalise keating
- claire from fleabag
- jo march
- reina mori
- emily dickinson from the show
- rory gilmore
- paris geller
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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
velvetwretch: "the disappearances" by vijay seshadri / "in the waiting room" by elizabeth bishop / "after great pain, a formal feeling comes--" by emily dickinson
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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
trishhalligan: Emily Dickinson and Elizabeth Barrett Browning, because Emily loved her (she had her picture on her bedroom wall).
She even sent her posthumous regards to EBB in a letter to Samuel Bowles
"if you touch her Grave, put one hand on the Head for me – her unmentioned Mourner."
HarthouseJames: "Behind Stowe" by Elizabeth Bishop
As the detailed note about the poem explains, this poem first appeared in 1927 when Bishop was a 16-year-old school girl. The poem's tone and topic remind me of Emily Dickinson's sense of wonder in nature.
ConjugateThis: Sappho is a Boss.
Emily Dickinson is my hero.
Queen Elizabeth II is an icon.
Besides this business... I believe in elephants that can paint cuz it's fascinating.
Finally, where would we be without the genius of Angel Alcala ?
EdgardLemaire: "When landlords turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drams,
I shall but drink the more!
Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
And saints to windows run,
To see the little tippler
Leaning against the sun!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
surfingonsine: Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830-1886)
masa_furunou: 名言・格言集
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
MlNALOML: dream blunt rotation: abby lee miller, sue sylvester, emily dickinson, queen elizabeth, trisha paytas, king julien from madagascar, bts
KingstonBooks: Today marks the birth of Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, who was an American poet. Little-known during her life, she has since been regarded as one of the most important figures in American poetry. We have loads of books on poetry in-store - stop by and see if any grab your fancy!
narkik: some “because i did not stop for death” emily dickinson shit . some “the demon lover” by elizabeth bowen shit. some wuthering heights keturah & lord death “losing my shit in the moors but my boyfriend is the devil and he loves me” type shit!!
masa_furunou: 名言・格言集
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
ConjugateThis: Sappho is a Boss.
Emily Dickinson is my hero.
Queen Elizabeth II is an icon.
Furthermore,... I believe in astrology cuz it's fascinating.
Finally, where would we be without the genius of Jane Goodall ?
masa_furunou: 名言・格言集
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
gretamorgan: he’s a 10 but he doesn’t want to read Emily Dickinson aloud by the candlelight glow of the Samhain altar
sensitive_bore: november = “the norway of the year”
emily dickinson to elizabeth (mrs. j.g.) holland
unauthorizedhit: October (Midnights month)
Love in the Time of Serial Killers by Alicia Thompson
For Everyone by Jason Reynolds
The Poetry of Emily Dickinson
Bittersweet by Morgan Elizabeth
Beauty and The Baller by Isla Madden-Mills
Not my Romeo by Isla Madden-Mills
EdgardLemaire: "There's plunder, where?
Tankard, or spoon,
Earring, or stone,
A watch, some ancient brooch
To match the grandmamma,
Staid sleeping there."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "How orderly the kitchen 'd look by night,
With just a clock,
But they could gag the tick,
And mice won't bark;
And so the walls don't tell,
None will."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
ConjugateThis: Henry Ford is a Boss.
Emily Dickinson is my hero.
Queen Elizabeth II is an icon.
Furthermore,... I believe in good storytelling cuz we should.
Finally, where would we be without the genius of J. Hans D. Jensen ?
EdgardLemaire: "Some things that fly there be,
Birds, hours, the bumble-bee:
Of these no elegy.
Some things that stay there be,
Grief, hills, eternity:
Nor this behooveth me.
There are, that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the riddle lies!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
EdgardLemaire: "I asked no other thing,
No other was denied.
I offered Being for it;
The mighty merchant smiled.
Brazil? He twirled a button,
Without a glance my way:
"But, madam, is there nothing else
That we can show to-day?""
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'T is the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur, — you're straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
zgrkc: emily elizabeth dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "His presence is enchantment,
You beg him not to go;
Old volumes shake their vellum heads
And tantalize, just so."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "When Sappho was a living girl,
And Beatrice wore
The gown that Dante deified.
Facts, centuries before,
He traverses familiar,
As one should come to town
And tell you all your dreams were true;
He lived where dreams were sown."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "His quaint opinions to inspect,
His knowledge to unfold
On what concerns our mutual mind,
The literature of old;
What interested scholars most,
What competitions ran
When Plato was a certainty.
And Sophocles a man..."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is
To meet an antique book,
In just the dress his century wore;
A privilege, I think,
His venerable hand to take,
And warming in our own,
A passage back, or two, to make
To times when he was young."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "The heart asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;
And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'T is but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs;
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "Mirth is the mail of anguish,
In which it cautions arm,
Lest anybody spy the blood
And "You're hurt" exclaim!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "Glee! The great storm is over!
Four have recovered the land;
Forty gone down together
Into the boiling sand.
Ring, for the scant salvation!
Toll, for the bonnie souls,
Neighbor and friend and bridegroom,
Spinning upon the shoals!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "Soul, wilt thou toss again?
By just such a hazard
Hundreds have lost, indeed,
But tens have won an all.
Angels' breathless ballot
Lingers to record thee;
Imps in eager caucus
Raffle for my soul."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "[...]
Not one of all the purple host
Who took the flag to-day
Can tell the definition,
So clear, of victory,
As he, defeated, dying,
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Break, agonized and clear!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "Our share of night to bear,
Our share of morning,
Our blank in bliss to fill,
Our blank in scorning.
Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way.
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards - day!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "Life is but life, and death but death!
Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath!
And if, indeed, I fail,
At least to know the worst is sweet.
Defeat means nothing but defeat,
No drearier can prevail!"
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
EdgardLemaire: "Soul, wilt thou toss again?
By just such a hazard
Hundreds have lost, indeed,
But tens have won an all.
Angels' breathless ballot
Lingers to record thee;
Imps in eager caucus
Raffle for my soul."
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
