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Emily Dickinson

"Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode until we drive away."

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"Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode until we drive away."

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"If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brush the Summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As Housewives do a Fly. If I could see you in a year, I'd wind the months in balls -And put them each in separate Drawers, For fear the numbers fuse -If only Centuries, delayed, I'd count them on my Hand, Subtracting, till my fingers dropped Into Van Diemen's land. If certain, when this life was out, That yours and mine should be, I 'd toss it yonder like a rind, And taste eternity. But, now, uncertain of the length Of this, that is between, It goads me, like the Goblin Bee, That will not state - its sting."
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"Water is taught by thirst;Land, by the oceans passed;Transport, by throe;Peace, by its battles told;Love, by memorial mould;Birds, by the snow."
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"A great hope fellYou heard no noiseThe ruin was within."
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"Impossibility, like wineExhilarates the manWho tastes it; PossibilityIs flavoreless."
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"The career of flowers differs from ours only in inaudibleness. I feel more reverence as I grow for these mute creatures whose suspense or transport may surpass my own."
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"Or help one fainting RobinUnto his Nest againI shall not live in vain."
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"I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come, Nor action new, Except through this extent, The realm of you."
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"A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think."
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"Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought."
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"We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble."
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