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Emily dickinson 1830 1886

Emily Dickinson

1830-1886

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

Emily Dickinson

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

Emily Dickinson

Over 1700 poems found after her death.

ENGL 2030: Experience of Literature—Poetry [Lavery]

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

Emily Dickinson

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

“Poetry takes the top of your head off.”—Emily Dickinson

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery

Emily Dickinson meets Attila the Hun on Steve Allen’s Meeting of Minds


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

Emily Dickinson

ENGL 2030: Experience of Literature—Poetry [Lavery]

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


Emily dickinson 1830 1886

Miguel de Unamuno (1864-1936)

Asked if he believed in god, Unamumo once replied: “I do now, but I didn’t ten minutes ago and I might not ten minutes from now.”

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324

Some keep the Sabbath going to Church --

I keep it, staying at Home --

With a Bobolink for a Chorister --

And an Orchard, for a Dome --

Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice --

I just wear my Wings --

And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church,

Our little Sexton -- sings.

God preaches, a noted Clergyman --

And the sermon is never long,

So instead of getting to Heaven, at last --

I'm going, all along.

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67

Success is counted sweetest

By those who ne'er succeed.

To comprehend a nectar

Requires sorest need.

Not one of all the purple Host

Who took the Flag today

Can tell the definition

So clear of Victory

As he defeated -- dying --

On whose forbidden ear

The distant strains of triumph

Burst agonized and clear!

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254

"Hope" is the thing with feathers—That perches in the soul—And sings the tune without the words—And never stops—at all—And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—And sore must be the storm—That could abash the little BirdThat kept so many warm—I've heard it in the chillest land—And on the strangest Sea—Yet, never, in Extremity,It asked a crumb—of Me.

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465

I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –

The Stillness in the Room

Was like the Stillness in the Air –

Between the Heaves of Storm –

The Eyes around – had wrung them dry –

And Breaths were gathering firm

For that last Onset – when the King

Be witnessed – in the Room –

I willed my Keepsakes – Signed away

What portions of me be

Assignable – and then it was

There interposed a Fly –

With Blue – uncertain stumbling Buzz –

Between the light – and me –

And then the Windows failed – and then

I could not see to see –

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341

After great pain, a formal feeling comes --

The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs --

The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,

And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round --

Of Ground, or Air, or Ought --

A Wooden way

Regardless grown,

A Quartz contentment, like a stone --

This is the Hour of Lead --

Remembered, if outlived,

As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow --

First -- Chill -- then Stupor -- then the letting go --

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280

I felt a funeral in my brain,        And mourners, to and fro,Kept treading, treading, till it seemed        That sense was breaking through.

And when they all were seated,        A service like a drumKept beating, beating, till I thought         My mind was going numb.

And then I heard them lift a box,        And creak across my soulWith those same boots of lead,        Then space began to toll

As all the heavens were a bell,        And Being but an ear,And I and silence some strange race,         Wrecked, solitary, here.

And then a plank in reason, broke,        And I dropped down and down--And hit a world at every plunge,        And finished knowing—then--

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249

Wild Nights – Wild Nights!

Were I with thee

Wild Nights should be

Our luxury!

Futile – the winds –

To a heart in port –

Done with the compass –

Done with the chart!

Rowing in Eden –

Ah, the sea!

Might I moor – Tonight –

In thee!

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479

Because I could not stop for Death –

He kindly stopped for me –

The Carriage held but just Ourselves –

And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste

And I had put away

My labor and my leisure too,

For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove

At Recess – in the Ring –

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –

We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed Us –

The Dews drew quivering and Chill –

For only Gossamer, my Gown –

My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground –

The Roof was scarcely visible –

The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses' Heads

Were toward Eternity –

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Emily dickinson 1830 1886

479

Because I could not stop for Death –

He kindly stopped for me –

The Carriage held but just Ourselves –

And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste

And I had put away

My labor and my leisure too,

For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove

At Recess – in the Ring –

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –

We passed the Setting Sun –

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479 (continued)

Or rather – He passed Us –

The Dews drew quivering and Chill –

For only Gossamer, my Gown –

My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground –

The Roof was scarcely visible –

The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses' Heads

Were toward Eternity –

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448

This was a Poet -- It is That

Distills amazing sense

From ordinary Meanings --

And Attar so immense

From the familiar species

That perished by the Door --

We wonder it was not Ourselves

Arrested it -- before --

Of Pictures, the Discloser --

The Poet -- it is He --

Entitles Us -- by Contrast --

To ceaseless Poverty --

Of portion -- so unconscious --

The Robbing -- could not harm --

Himself -- to Him -- a Fortune --

Exterior -- to Time --

Ars poetica (the art of poetry)—a poetic subgenre about the nature of poetry and poets.

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Emily dickinson 1830 1886

  • Emily Dickinson’s Last Letter:

    • Dear Cousins,

    • Called back.

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ENGL 2030: Experience of Literature—Poetry [Lavery]

ENGL 2030—Summer 2013 | Lavery


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