The Poets light but Lamps-Themselves-go out-.
Weitere Zitate von Emily Dickinson
Zum Autor"I sing to use the waiting, My bonnet but to tie, And shut the door unto my house; No more to do have I, Till, his best step approaching, We journey to the day, And tell each other how we sang To keep the dark away."
"So bashful when I spied her!So pretty ― so ashamed!So hidden in her leafletsLest anybody find ―So breathless till I passed her ―So helpless when I turnedAnd bore her struggling, blushing,Her simple haunts beyond!For whom I robbed the Dingle ―For whom betrayed the Dell ―Many, will doubtless ask me,But I shall never tell!"
"To be alive──is Power."
"A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend."
"Look back on Time, with kindly eyes -He doubtless did his best -How softly sinks that trembling sunIn Human Nature's West -."
"Fame is a bee.It has a song -It has a sting -Ah, too, it has a wing."