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Poems, Series One

by Emily Dickinson

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Epigraph

There came a day - at Summer’s full -
Entirely for me -
I thought that such were for the Saints -
Where Resurrections - be -

The sun - as common - went abroad -
The flowers - accustomed - blew,
As if no soul - that solstice passed -
Which maketh all things - new -

The time was scarce profaned - by speech -
The falling of a word
Was needless - as at Sacrament -
The Wardrobe - of our Lord!

Each was to each - the sealed church -
Permitted to commune - this time -
Lest we too awkward show
At Supper of “the Lamb.”

The hours slid fast - as hours will -
Clutched tight - by greedy hands -
So - faces on two Decks look back -
Bound to opposing lands.

And so, when all the time had leaked,
Without external sound,
Each bound the other’s Crucifix -
We gave no other bond -

Sufficient troth - that we shall rise,
Deposed - at length the Grave -
To that new marriage -
Justified - through Calvaries - of Love!

From the handwriting, it is not always clear which are dashes, which are commas and which are periods, nor it is entirely clear which initial letters are capitalized.

However, this transcription may be compared with the edited version in the main text to get a flavor of the changes made in these early editions.

—-JT

This is my letter to the world,
          That never wrote to me, —
        The simple news that Nature told,
          With tender majesty.

Her message is committed
          To hands I cannot see;
        For love of her, sweet countrymen,
          Judge tenderly of me!

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