Autumn

Besides the autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the haze.

Emily Dickinson

Cherry-Time

When I sound the fairy call, 

gather here in silent meeting,

Chin to knee on the orchard wall, 

cooled with dew and cherries eating.

Merry, merry, take a cherry, 

mine are sounder, mine are rounder,

Mine are sweeter for the eater, 

when the dews fall, and you'll be fairies all.

Emily Dickinson

Immortal

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Unable are the loved to die,

for love is immortality.

Emily Dickinson

Hope

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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
and never stops at all.

Emily Dickinson

Smile

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They might not need me;
but they might.
I'll let my head be just in sight;
a smile as small as mine
might be precisely their necessity.

Emily Dickinson

Nature

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How strange that nature does not knock,
and yet does not intrude!

Emily Dickinson

Aristocracy

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The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
Is aristocracy.

Emily Dickinson

Beauty

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Beauty is not caused.
It is.

Emily Dickinson