Final Harvest Quotes

“I can wade Grief—
Whole Pools of it—
I'm used to that—
But the least push of Joy
Breaks up my feet—
And I tip—drunken—
Let no Pebble—smile—
'Twas the New Liquor—
That was all!”
― Emily Dickinson, Final Harvest: Emily Dickinson's Poems

“I lost a world the other day. Has anybody found? You'll know it by the rows of stars around it's forehead bound. A rich man might not notice it; yet to my frugal eye of more esteem than ducats. Oh! Find it, sir, for me!”
― Emily Dickinson, Final Harvest: Emily Dickinson's Poems

“We dream — it is good we are dreaming —
It would hurt us — were we awake —
But since it is playing — kill us,
And we are playing — shriek —

What harm? Men die — externally —
It is a truth — of Blood —
But we — are dying in Drama —
And Drama — is never dead —

Cautious — We jar each other —
And either — open the eyes —
Lest the Phantasm — prove the Mistake —
And the livid Surprise

Cool us to Shafts of Granite —
With just an Age — and Name —
And perhaps a phrase in Egyptian —
It's prudenter — to dream —”
― Emily Dickinson, Final Harvest: Emily Dickinson's Poems

“Life is but Life! And Death, but Death!
Bliss is but Bliss, and Breath but Breath!”
― Emily Dickinson, Final Harvest: Emily Dickinson's Poems

“Bind me-I still can sing-
Banish-my mandolin
Strikes true within-

Slay-and my Soul shall rise
Chanting to Paradise-
Still thine.”
― Emily Dickinson, Final Harvest: Emily Dickinson's Poems