Too cold is this, by Emily Dickinson

Too cold is this

To warm with Sun -

Too stiff to bended be,

To joint this Agate were a work -

Outstaring Masonry -

How went the Agile Kernel out

Contusion of the Husk

Nor Rip, nor wrinkle indicate

But just an Asterisk.

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961 Wert Thou but ill—that I might sh… How long a Day I could endure Though thine attention stop not on… Nor the least signal, Me assure—

679 Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend— He doth not attest by Posture— Nor Confirm—by Word—

LX The grass so little has to do,— A sphere of simple green, With only butterflies to brood, And bees to entertain,

995 This was in the White of the Year… That—was in the Green— Drifts were as difficult then to t… As Daisies now to be seen—

Said Death to Passion ‘Give of thine an Acre unto me.’ Said Passion, through contracting… ‘A Thousand Times Thee Nay.’ Bore Death from Passion

115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?

How firm Eternity must look To crumbling men like me The only Adamant Estate In all Identity - How mighty to the insecure

388 Take your Heaven further on— This—to Heaven divine Has gone— Had You earlier blundered in Possibly, e’en You had seen

THE BAT is dun with wrinkled wi… Like fallow article, And not a song pervades his lips, Or none perceptible. His small umbrella, quaintly halve…

942 Snow beneath whose chilly softness Some that never lay Make their first Repose this Wint… I admonish Thee

221 It can’t be “Summer”! That—got through! It’s early—yet—for “Spring”! There’s that long town of White—t…

404 How many Flowers fail in Wood— Or perish from the Hill— Without the privilege to know That they are Beautiful—

I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was la… In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed…

44 If she had been the Mistletoe And I had been the Rose— How gay upon your table My velvet life to close—

998 Best Things dwell out of Sight The Pearl—the Just—Our Thought. Most shun the Public Air Legitimate, and Rare—