A train went through a burial gate,A bird broke forth and sang,And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throatTill all the churchyard rang; And then adjusted his little notes,And bowed and sang again.Doubtless, he thought it meet of himTo say good-by to men. … [Read more...] about A Train Went Through A Burial Gate, By: Emily Dickinson
A Toad Can Die Of Light!, By: Emily Dickinson
A toad can die of light!Death is the common rightOf toads and men, --Of earl and midgeThe privilege.Why swagger then?The gnat's supremacyIs large as thine. … [Read more...] about A Toad Can Die Of Light!, By: Emily Dickinson
A Thunder-Storm., By: Emily Dickinson
The wind begun to rock the grassWith threatening tunes and low, --He flung a menace at the earth,A menace at the sky. The leaves unhooked themselves from treesAnd started all abroad;The dust did scoop itself like handsAnd throw away the road. The wagons quickened on the streets,The thunder hurried slow;The lightning showed a yellow beak,And then a livid claw. The birds … [Read more...] about A Thunder-Storm., By: Emily Dickinson
A Throe Upon The Features, By: Emily Dickinson
A throe upon the featuresA hurry in the breath,An ecstasy of partingDenominated "Death," -- An anguish at the mention,Which, when to patience grown,I 've known permission givenTo rejoin its own. … [Read more...] about A Throe Upon The Features, By: Emily Dickinson
A Thought Went Up My Mind To-Day, By: Emily Dickinson
A thought went up my mind to-dayThat I have had before,But did not finish, -- some way back,I could not fix the year, Nor where it went, nor why it cameThe second time to me,Nor definitely what it was,Have I the art to say. But somewhere in my soul, I knowI 've met the thing before;It just reminded me -- 't was all --And came my way no more. … [Read more...] about A Thought Went Up My Mind To-Day, By: Emily Dickinson
