Emily Dickinson — "The Frost of Death was on the Pane – 'Twas not the Frost of Snow –"
The Frost of Death was on the Pane – 'Twas not the Frost of Snow –
The Frost of Death was on the Pane – 'Twas not the Frost of Snow –
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"To comprehend a Heaven – As ample as the Sun – Its spacious Circuits – to discern – As easy as a Child –"
"The only Ghost I ever saw Was dressed in Mechlin lace – She stood there in the room alone I spoke to her of grace –"
"The Sun went down – no Sweet Repose Permitted on the Road – To look at what the Day brought forth Or what the Night bestowed."
"The pedigree of the Horse is not important. It is the Horse that matters."
"I tie my Hat – I crease my Shawl – Life's little duties, now, as then –"
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