Maxioms by Emily Dickinson
I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth read more
I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gave him to me. The exultation floods me.
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
Belshazzar had a letter,--
He never had but one;
Belshazzar's correspondence
Concluded and begun
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Belshazzar had a letter,--
He never had but one;
Belshazzar's correspondence
Concluded and begun
In that immortal copy
The conscience of us all
Can read without its glasses
On revelation's wall.
Fame is a bee. / It has a song / It has a sting / Ah, too, it has a read more
Fame is a bee. / It has a song / It has a sting / Ah, too, it has a wing.