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Emily Dickinson. (1830 – 1886). Withdrew from society Dressed in white Published 7 poems during her life Wrote 1,775 poems Known for slant rhyme. Home in Amherst, Mass. Unrequited Love. Love that is impossible because of the circumstances of the lovers. Examples?.
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Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
Withdrew from society • Dressed in white • Published 7 poems during her life • Wrote 1,775 poems • Known for slant rhyme
Unrequited Love • Love that is impossible because of the circumstances of the lovers. • Examples?
HEART, WE WILL FORGET HIM! Heart! We will forget him! You and I, tonight! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me That I my thoughts may dim! Haste! lest while you're lagging I may remember him!
Hope is the Thing with Feathers • "Hope" is the thing with feathersThat perches in the soulAnd sings the tune without the wordsAnd never stops at all, • And sweetest in the gale is heard;And sore must be the stormThat could abash the little birdThat kept so many warm. • I've heard it in the chillest landAnd on the strangest sea,Yet never, in extremity,It asked a crumb of me.
Much Madness Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ’Tis the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are sane; Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous, And handled with a chain.
Analyze the following Dickinson poem. Write a well-developed paragraph discussing the speaker, figurative language, and theme. Give an overview of the poem. Success Is Counted Sweetest 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 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
I Heard a Fly Buzz • I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my formWas like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm. • The eyes beside had wrung them dry, And breaths were gathering sureFor that last onset, when the king Be witnessed in his power. • I willed my keepsakes, signed away What portion of me ICould make assignable,-and then 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.
Because I Could Not Stop for Death • Because I could not stop for Death,He kindly stopped for me;The carriage held but just ourselvesAnd Immortality. • We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put awayMy labor, and my leisure too,For his civility. • We passed the school, where children stroveAt recess, in the ring;We passed the fields of gazing grain,We passed the setting sun.
…I Could Not Stop for Death • Or rather, he passed us;The dews grew quivering and chill,For only gossamer my gown,My tippet only tulle. • We paused before a house that seemedA swelling of the ground;The roof was scarcely visible,The cornice but a mound. • Since then 'tis centuries, and yet eachFeels shorter than the dayIfirst surmised the horses' headsWere toward eternity.
Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me -