I held a Jewel in my fingers ─
And went to sleep ─
The day was warm, and winds were prosy ─
I said: "Twill keep"─
I woke and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone ─
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own
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| Voorzijde van de eerste druk Poems, verschenen in 1890. |
The smaller of the two!
Brain of his brain ─
Blood of his Blood ─
Two lives ─ One Being ─ now ─
Forever of His fate to taste ─
If grief ─ the largest part ─
If joy ─ to put my piece away
For that beloved Heart ─
All life ─ to know each other ─
Whom we can never learn ─
And bye and bye ─ a Change ─
Called Heaven ─
Rapt Neighborhoods of Men ─
Just finding out what puzzled us ─
Without the lexicon!
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Met deze twee gedichten, die beide stammen uit 1861,
herdenken wij hier de geboortedag, 10 december, van
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830-1886)
