Maxioms by Emily Dickinson
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away
Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away
Unable are the loved to die for love is immortality.
Unable are the loved to die for love is immortality.
Beauty is not caused. It is.
Beauty is not caused. It is.
Because I could not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me
The carriage held but just ourselves
And immortaility.
Because I could not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me
The carriage held but just ourselves
And immortaility.
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.