And somebody has lost the face
That made existence home!

Emily Dickinson

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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 Drum –
Kept beating – beating – till I thought
My Mind was going numb –

And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
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 –

Emily Dickinson

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open me carefully

Emily Dickinson

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There is no frigate like a book to take us lands away...

Emily Dickinson


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Die geliebt werden, können nicht sterben, denn Liebe bedeutet Unsterblichkeit.  

Emily Dickinson


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Das Für immer besteht aus vielen jetzt

Emily Dickinson


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THE soul should always stand ajar,
That if the heaven inquire,
He will not be obliged to wait,
Or shy of troubling her.

Depart, before the host has slid
The bolt upon the door,
To seek for the accomplished guest, --
Her visitor no more.

Emily Dickinson

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Narcotics cannot still the Tooth
That nibbles at the soul --

Emily Dickinson


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Grant me, O Lord, a sunny mind-Thy windy will to bear!

Emily Dickinson


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I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
“For beauty,” I replied.
“And I for truth,—the two are one;
We brethren are,” he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

Emily Dickinson

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