You Cannot Put a Fire Out, di Emily Dickinson

You Cannot Put a Fire Out

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You cannot put a Fire out—

A Thing that can ignite

Can go, itself, without a Fan—

Upon the slowest Night—

You cannot fold a Flood—

And put it in a Drawer—

Because the Winds would find it out—

And tell your Cedar Floor—

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994 Partake as doth the Bee, Abstemiously. The Rose is an Estate— In Sicily.

XLVIII THOUGH I get home how late, how… So I get home, ’t will compensate… Better will be the ecstasy That they have done expecting me,

186 What shall I do—it whimpers so— This little Hound within the Hear… All day and night with bark and st… And yet, it will not go—

273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—

CXXVIII I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm.

263 Is all that pins the Soul That stands for Deity, to Mine, Upon my side the Veil— Once witnessed of the Gauze—

105 To hang our head—ostensibly— And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal mind—

420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—

Before you thought of spring, Except as a surmise, You see, God bless his suddenness… A fellow in the skies Of independent hues,

XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.

9 Through lane it lay—through brambl… Through clearing and through wood— Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road.

659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—

The Clover’s simple Fame Remembered of the Cow - Is better than enameled Realms Of notability. Renown perceives itself

I am afraid to own a Body - I am afraid to own a Soul - Profound– precarious Property – Possession, not optional - Double Estate - entailed at plea…

835 Nature and God—I neither knew Yet Both so well knew me They startled, like Executors Of My identity.