Emily Dickinson

The Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson

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Emily Dickinson's poems reflect her loneliness, as well as her love of nature, the influence of the Metaphysical poets of seventeenth century England, and her strong Puritan religious beliefs. Yet, it is her use of language, form, and the deceptive simplicity of her verse that categorize her as an important force in nineteenth century American letters and, along with Walt Whitman, a founder of a distinctly American voice in modern poetry.

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• Timeless Classics
• Verlag: Quarto
• Artikelnr. des Verlages: 352996
• Seitenzahl: 208
• Erscheinungstermin: 12. April 2022
• Englisch
• Abmessung: 242mm x 169mm x 18mm
• Gewicht: 508g
• ISBN-13: 9781631068416
• ISBN-10: 1631068415
• Artikelnr.: 62165311

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Emily Dickinson was an American poet whose writing was heavily influenced by the Metaphysical poets of seventeenth-century England, as well as her reading of the Book of Revelation and her upbringing in a Puritan New England town. In addition to poetry, Dickinson had a passion for baking and botany, and became reclusive later in life. While Dickinson was extremely prolific as a poet and regularly enclosed poems in letters to friends, she was not publicly recognized during her lifetime. The first volume of these works was published in 1890, well after her death in 1886. A full compilation, The Poems of Emily Dickinson, wasn’t published until 1955, though previous iterations had been released. Dickinson has since been regarded as one of the most important figures in American poetry. 

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Contents
introduction xxvii
poems.
1890.
prelude
book i.
life.
success 
“our share of the night to bear. . .” 
rouge et noir 
rouge gagne 
“glee! the great storm is over. . .” 
“if i can stop one heart from
breaking. . .” 
almost! 
“a wounded dear leaps highest. . .” 
“the heart asks pleasure first. . .” 
in a library 
“much madness is divinest sense. . .” 
“i asked no other thing. . .” 
exclusion 
the secret 
the lonely house 
“to fight aloud is very brave. . .” 
dawn 
the book of martyrs 
the mystery of pain 
“i taste a liquor never brewed. . .” 
a book 
“i had no time to hate, because. . .” 
unreturning 
“whether my bark went down at sea. . .” 
“belshazzar had a letter. . .” 
“the brain within its groove. . .” 
book ii.
love.
mine 
bequest 
“alter? when the hills do. . .” 
suspense 
surrender 
“if you were coming in the fall. . .” 
with a flower
proof 
“have you got a brook in your
little heart?” 
transplanted 
the outlet 
in vain 
renunciation 
love’s baptism 
resurrection 
apocalypse 
the wife 
apotheosis 
book iii.
nature.
“new feet within my garden go. . .” 
may-flower 
why? 
“perhaps you’d like to buy a flower. . .” 
“the pedigree of honey. . .” 
a service of song 
“the bee is not afraid of me. . .” 
summer’s armies 
the grass 
“a little road not made of man. . .” 
summer shower 
psalm of the day 
the sea of sunset 
purple clover 
the bee 
“presentiment is that long shadow on
the lawn. . .” 
“as children bid the guest good-night. . .” 
“angels in the early morning. . .” 
“so bashful when i spied her. . .” 
two worlds 
the mountain 
a day 
“the butterfly’s assumption-gown. . .” 
the wind 
death and life 
“’twas later when the summer went. . .” 
indian summer 
autumn 
beclouded 
the hemlock 
“there’s a certain slant of light. . .” 
book iv.
time and eternity.
“one dignity delays for all. . .” 
too late
astra castra 
“safe in their alabaster chambers. . .” 
“on this long storm the
rainbow rose. . .” 
from the chrysalis 
setting sail 
“look back on time with kindly eyes. . .” 
“a train went through a burial gate. . .” 
“i died for beauty, but was scarce. . .” 
troubled about many things 
real 
the funeral 
“i went to thank her. . .” 
“i’ve seen a dying eye. . .” 
refuge 
“i never saw a moor. . .” 
playmates 
“to know just how he suffered would
be dear. . .” 
“the last night that she lived. . .” 
the first lesson 
“the bustle in a house. . .”
“i reason, earth is short. . .” 
“afraid? of whom am i afraid?” 
dying 
“two swimmers wrestled on the spar. . .” 
the chariot 
“she went as quiet as the dew. . .” 
resurgam 
“except to heaven she is nought. . .” 
“death is a dialogue between. . .” 
“it was too late for man. . .” 
along the potomac 
“the daisy follows soft the sun. . .” 
emancipation 
lost 
“if i shouldn’t be alive. . .” 
“sleep is supposed to be. . .” 
“i shall know why when time is over. . .” 
“i never lost as much but twice. . .” 
poems.
1891.
“my nosegays are for captives. . .” 
book i.
life.
“i’m nobody! who are you?” 
“i bring an unaccustomed wine. . .” 
“the nearest dream recedes,
unrealized. . .” 
“we play at paste. . .”
“i found the phrase to every thought. . .” 
hope 
the white heat 
triumph 
the test 
escape 
compensation 
the martyrs 
a prayer 
“the thought beneath so slight a film. . .” 
“the soul unto itself. . .” 
“surgeons must be very careful. . .” 
the railway train 
the show 
“delight becomes pictorial. . .” 
“a thought went up my mind today. . .” 
“is heaven a physician?” 
the return 
“a poor torn heart, a tattered heart. . .” 
too much 
shipwreck 
“victory comes late. . .” 
enough 
“experiment to me. . .” 
my country’s wardrobe
“faith is fine invention. . .” 
“except the heaven had come so near. . .” 
“portraits are to daily faces. . .” 
the duel 
“a shady friend for torrid days. . .” 
the goal 
sight 
“talk with prudence to a beggar. . .” 
the preacher
“good night! which put the candle out?” 
“when i hoped i feared. . .” 
deed 
time’s lesson 
remorse 
the shelter 
“undue significance a starving
man attaches. . .” 
“heart not so heavy as mine. . .” 
“i many times thought peace had come. . .” 
“unto my books so good to turn. . .” 
“this merit hath the worst. . .” 
hunger 
“i gained it so. . .”
“to learn the transport by the pain. . .” 
returning 
prayer 
“i know that he exists. . .” 
melodies unheard 
called back 
book ii.
love.
choice 
“i have no life but this. . .” 
“your riches taught me poverty. . .” 
the contract 
the letter 
“the way i read a letter’s this. . .” 
“wild nights! wild nights!” 
at home 89
possession 
“a charm invests a face. . .” 
the lovers 
“in lands i never saw, they say. . .” 
“the moon is distant from the sea. . .” 
“he put the belt around my life. . .” 
the lost jewel 
“what if i say i shall not wait?” 
book iii.
nature.
mother nature 
out of the morning 
“at half-past three a single bird. . .” 
day’s parlor 
the sun’s wooing 
the robin 
the butterfly’s day 
the bluebird 
april 
the sleeping flowers 
my rose 
the oriole’s secret 
the oriole 
in shadow 
the humming-bird 
secrets 
“who robbed the woods. . .” 
two voyagers 
by the sea 
old-fashioned 
a tempest 
the sea
in the garden 
the snake 
the mushroom 
the storm 
the spider 
“i know a place where summer strives. . .” 
“the one that could repeat the
summer day. . .” 
the wind’s visit 
“nature, rarer uses yellow. . .” 
gossip 
simplicity 
storm 
the rat 
“frequently the woods are pink. . .” 
a thunder-storm 
with flowers 
sunset 
“she sweeps with many-colored brooms. . .” 
“like mighty footlights burned the red. . .” 
problems 
the juggler of day 
my cricket 
“as imperceptibly as grief. . .” 
“it can’t be summer,—that got through. . .” 
summer’s obsequies 
fringed gentian 
november 
the snow 
the bluejay 
book iv.
time and eternity.
“let down the bars, o death!” 
“going to heaven!” 
“at least to pray is left, is left. . .” 
epitaph 
“morns like these we parted. . .” 
“a death-blow is a life-blow to some. . .” 
“i read my sentence steadily. . .” 
“i have not told my garden yet. . .” 
the battle-field 
“the only ghost i ever saw. . .” 
“some, too fragile for winter winds. . .” 
“as by the dead we love to sit. . .” 
memorials 
“i went to heaven. . .” 
“their height in heaven comforts not. . .” 
“there is a shame of nobleness. . .” 
triumph 
“pompless no life can pass away. . .” 
“i noticed people disappeared. . .” 
following 
“if anybody’s friend be dead. . .” 
the journey 
a country burial 
going 
“essential oils are wrung. . .” 
“i lived on dread; to those who know. . .” 
“if i should die. . .” 
at length 
ghosts 
vanished 
precedence 
gone 
requiem 
“what inn is this. . .” 
“it was not death, for i stood up. . .” 
till the end 
void 
“a throe upon the features. . .” 
saved! 
“i think just how my shape will rise. . .” 
the forgotten grave 
“lay this laurel on the one. . .” 
poems.
1896.
“’tis all i have to bring today. . .” 
book i.
life.
real riches 
superiority to fate 
hope 
forbidden fruit (i) 
forbidden fruit (ii) 
a word 
“to venerate the simple days. . .” 
life’s trades 
“drowning is not so pitiful. . .” 
“how still the bells in steeples stand. . .” 
“if the foolish call them ‘flowers’. . .” 
a syllable 
parting 
aspiration 
the inevitable 
a book 
“who has not found the heaven below. . .” 
a portrait 
i had a guinea golden 
saturday afternoon 
“few get enough,—enough is one. . .” 
“upon the gallows hung a wretch. . .” 
the lost thought 
reticence 
with flowers 
“the farthest thunder that i heard. . .” 
“on the bleakness of my lot. . .” 
contrast 
friends 
fire 
a man 
ventures 
griefs 
“i have a king who does not speak. . .” 
disenchantment 
lost faith 
lost joy 
“i worked for chaff, and earning wheat. . .” 
“life, and death, and giants. . .” 
alpine glow 
remembrance 
“to hang our head ostensibly. . .” 
the brain 
“the bone that has no marrow. . .” 
the past 
“to help our bleaker parts. . .” 
“what soft, cherubic creatures. . .” 
desire 
philosophy 
power 
“a modest lot, a fame petite. . .” 
“in bliss, then, such abyss. . .” 
experience 
thanksgiving day 
childish griefs 
book ii.
love.
consecration 
love’s humility 
love 
satisfied 
with a flower 
song 
loyalty 
“to lose thee, sweeter than to gain. . .” 
“poor little heart!” 
forgotten 
“i’ve got an arrow here. . .” 
the master 
“heart, we will forget him!” 
“father, i bring thee not myself. . .” 
“we outgrow love like other things. . .” 
“not with a club the heart is broken. . .” 
who? 
“he touched me, so i live to know. . .” 
dreams 
numen lumen 
longing 
wedded 
book iii.
nature.
nature’s changes 
the tulip 
“a light exists in spring. . .” 
the waking year 
to march 
march 
dawn 
“a murmur in the trees to note. . .” 
“morning is the place for dew. . .” 
“to my quick ear the leaves conferred. . .” 
a rose 
“high from the earth i heard a bird. . .” 
cobwebs 
a well 
“to make a prairie it takes a clover. . .” 
the wind 
“a dew sufficed itself. . .” 
the woodpecker 
a snake 
“could i but ride indefinite. . .” 
the moon 
the bat 
the balloon 
evening 
cocoon 
sunset 
aurora 
the coming of night 
aftermath 
book iv.
time and eternity.
“this world is not conclusion. . .” 
“we learn in the retreating. . .” 
“they say that ‘time assuages’. . .” 
“we cover thee, sweet face. . .” 
“that is solemn we have ended. . .” 
“the stimulus, beyond the grave. . .” 
“given in marriage unto thee. . .” 
“that such have died enables us. . .” 
“they won’t frown always,—some
sweet day. . .” 
immortality 
“the distance that the dead have gone. . .” 
“how dare the robins sing. . .” 
death 
unwarned 
“each that we lose takes part of us. . .” 
“not any higher stands the grave. . .” 
asleep 
the spirit 
the monument 
“bless god, he went as soldiers. . .” 
“immortal is an ample word. . .” 
“where every bird is bold to go. . .” 
“the grave my little cottage is. . .” 
“this was in the white of the year. . .” 
“sweet hours have perished here. . .” 
“me! come! my dazzled face. . .” 
invisible 
“i wish i knew that woman’s name. . .” 
trying to forget 
“i felt a funeral in my brain. . .” 
“i meant to find her when i came. . .” 
waiting 
“a sickness of this world it most
occasions. . .” 
“superfluous were the sun. . .” 
“so proud she was to die. . .” 
farewell 
“the dying need but little, dear. . .” 
dead 
“the soul should always stand ajar. . .” 
“three weeks passed since i had
seen her. . . 
“i breathed enough to learn
the trick. . .” 
“i wonder if the sepulchre. . .” 
joy in death 
“if i may have it when it’s dead. . .” 
“before the ice is in the pools. . .” 
dying 
“adrift! a little boat adrift!” 
“there’s been a death in the opposite
house. . .” 
“we never know we go,—when we are
going. . .” 
the soul’s storm 
“water is taught by thirst. . .” 
thirst 
“a clock stopped—not the mantel’s. . .” 
charlotte brontë’s grave 
“a toad can die of light. . .” 
“far from love the heavenly father. . .” 
sleeping 
retrospect 
eternity