Poems By Emily Dickinson, Third Series
Poems By Emily Dickinson, Third Series
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One day is there of the series Termed Thanksgiving day, Celebrated part at table, Part in memory.
Neither patriarch nor pussy, I dissect the play;Seems it, to my hooded thinking, Reflex holiday.
Had there been no sharp subtraction From the early sum, Not an acre or a caption Where was once a room, Not a mention, whose small pebble Wrinkled any bay, --Unto such, were such assembly, 'T were Thanksgiving day.
LV.
CHILDISH GRIEFS.
Softened by Time's consummate plush, How sleek the woe appearsThat t...hreatened childhood's citadel And undermined the years!
Bisected now by bleaker griefs, We envy the despairThat devastated childhood's realm, So easy to repair.
II. LOVE.
I.
CONSECRATION.
Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility.
II.
LOVE'S HUMILITY.
My worthiness is all my doubt, His merit all my fear, Contrasting which, my qualities Do lowlier appear; Lest I should insufficient prove For his beloved need, The chiefest apprehension Within my loving creed.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
One day is there of the series Termed Thanksgiving day, Celebrated part at table, Part in memory.
Neither patriarch nor pussy, I dissect the play;Seems it, to my hooded thinking, Reflex holiday.
Had there been no sharp subtraction From the early sum, Not an acre or a caption Where was once a room, Not a mention, whose small pebble Wrinkled any bay, --Unto such, were such assembly, 'T were Thanksgiving day.
LV.
CHILDISH GRIEFS.
Softened by Time's consummate plush, How sleek the woe appearsThat t...hreatened childhood's citadel And undermined the years!
Bisected now by bleaker griefs, We envy the despairThat devastated childhood's realm, So easy to repair.
II. LOVE.
I.
CONSECRATION.
Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility.
II.
LOVE'S HUMILITY.
My worthiness is all my doubt, His merit all my fear, Contrasting which, my qualities Do lowlier appear; Lest I should insufficient prove For his beloved need, The chiefest apprehension Within my loving creed.
What to read after Poems By Emily Dickinson, Third Series?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Dickinson Emily to read onlineMoreLess
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