Luck is not chance it's toil fortune's expensive smile is earned.
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Emily Dickinson
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Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
Dickinson: Poems
Final Harvest: Emily Dickinson's Poems
I'm Nobody! Who Are You?
Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
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Selected Poems
The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
The Works of Emily Dickinson
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Love is anterior to life Posterior to death Initial of creation and The exponent of breath.
To make a prairie it takes clover and one bee one clover and a bee and revery The revery alone will do if bees are few.
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words and never stops at all.
'Hope' is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without words And never stops - at all.
The hearts that never lean must fall.
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee A clover anytime to him Is aristocracy.
If I can stop one heart from breaking I shall not live in vain.
If I can stop one heart from breaking I shall not live in vain If I can ease one life the aching Or cool one pain Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again I shall not live in vain.
Where thou art that is home.
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day without suspecting our abode until we drive away.
For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
Eden is that old-fashioned House We dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode Until we drive away.
The brain is wider than the sky.
My only sketch profile of heaven is a large blue sky and larger than the biggest I have seen in June-and in it are my friends-every one of them.
My friends are my estate.