Category Archives: Emily Dickinson on Life
- Emily Dickinson – LXXVIII – TO learn the transport by the pain
- Emily Dickinson – LXXVII – I GAINED it so
- Emily Dickinson – LXXVI – I HAD been hungry all the years
- Emily Dickinson – LXXV – THIS merit hath the worst
- Emily Dickinson – LXXIV – UNTO my books so good to turn
- Emily Dickinson – LXXIII – I MANY times thought peace had come
- Emily Dickinson – LXXII – HEART not so heavy as mine
- Emily Dickinson – LXXI – UNDUE significance a starving man attaches
- Emily Dickinson – LXX – THE body grows outside
- Emily Dickinson – LXIX – REMORSE is memory awake