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Emily Dickinson --- 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:32 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl 1 Emily Dickinson --- Complete Poems 新貼出 Emily Dickinson 英文版 Complete Poems 詩集，在第三篇貼文上亦有連結，數百首詩均可閱讀。此全集與下文所貼之歐洲版本不同，收錄更多，並有女詩人之生平介紹。 這個連結上有 Emily Dickinson 的生平及詩集介紹。 這個連結上有 數百首詩可以瀏覽。 Complete Poems 詩集連結 (590多首詩) --- Contents: --- Part One: Life --- Part Two: Nature --- Part Three: Love --- Part Four: Time and Eternity --- Part Five: The Single Hound --- Index of First Lines 歡迎貼文分享 Emily Dickinson 的故事或詩文心得。 PS 假如您的時間許可，歡迎您在閱讀詩集後，將她的詩文在此或全集主題分批貼文分享。謝謝！ .......................................................................................................................... 這個連結上有她的詩集，詩名在下面，每首詩都有連結，您可以點閱、收藏。雖然是歐洲的網站，所有的詩都以英文列出，不影響閱讀。 Emily Dickinson, Complete Poems Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) I'm Nobody! I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! They'd advertise, you know! How dreary to be somebody! How public - like a frog - To tell one's name the livelong June To an admiring bog! I heard a Fly buzz — when I died I heard a Fly buzz — when I died — The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air — Between the Heaves of Storm — The Eyes around — had wrung them dry — And Breaths were gathering firm For that last Onset — when the King Be witnessed — in the Room — I willed my Keepsakes — Signed away What portion of me be Assignable — and then it was There interposed a Fly — With Blue — uncertain stumbling Buzz — Between the light — and me — And then the Windows failed — and then I could not see to see — Heart! We will forget him! Heart! We will forget him! You and I-tonight! You may forget the warmth he gave- I will forget the light! When you have done, pray tell me That I may straight begin! Haste! lest while you're lagging I remember him! If you were coming in the Fall. If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brush the Summer by With half a smile, and half a spurn, As Housewives do, a Fly. If I could see you in a year, I'd wind the months in balls- And put them each in sperate Drawers, For fear the numbers fuse- If only Centuries, delayed, I'd count them on my Hand, Subtracting, till my fingers dropped Into Van Dieman's Land, If certain, when this life was out- That yours and mine, should be I'd toss it yonder, like a Rind, And take Eternity- But, now, uncertain of the length Of this, that is between, It goads me, like the Goblin Bee- That will not state-its sting. Tell all the Truth, but tell it slant. Tell all the Truth but tell it slant- Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb suprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind- I heard a fly buzz- when I die. I heard a Fly buzz-when I died- The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air- Between the Heaves of Storm- The Eyes around-had wrung them dry- And Breaths were gathering firm For that last Onset-when the King Be witnessed-in the Room- I willed my Keepsakes-Signed away What portion of me be Assignable-and then it was There interposed a Fly- With Blue-uncertain stumbling Buzz- Between the light-and me- And then the Windows failed- and then I could not see to see- Part One: Life XXXII HOPE is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I ’ve heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me. Part Three: Love LI MY friend must be a bird, Because it flies! Mortal my friend must be, Because it dies! Barbs has it, like a bee. Ah, curious friend, Thou puzzlest me! Part Four: Time and Eternity. XIV I WENT to thank her, But she slept; Her bed a funnelled stone, With nosegays at the head and foot, That travellers had thrown, Who went to thank her; But she slept. ’T was short to cross the sea To look upon her like, alive, But turning back ’t was slow. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Emily Dickinson, Complete Poems 14. One Sister have I in our house 187. How many times these low feet staggered 271. A solemn thing - it was - I said 273. He put the Belt around my life 303. The Soul selects her own Society 304. The Day came slow - till Five o'clock 314. Nature - sometimes sears a Sapling 315. He fumbles at your Soul 317. Just so - Jesus - raps 365. Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? 400. A Tongue - to tell Him I am true! 401. What Soft - Cherubic Creatures 402. I pay - in Satin Cash 406. Some - Work for Immortality 407. If What we could - were what we would 418. Not in this World to see his face 434. To love thee Year by Year - 435. Much Madness is divinest Sense 438. Forget! The lady with the Amulet 441. This is my letter to the World 442. God made a little Gentian 443. I tie my Hat - I crease my Shawl 444. It feels a shame to be Alive 445. 'Twas just this time, last year, I died 446. I showed her Heights she never saw 447. Could - I do more - for Thee 448. This was a Poet - It is That 449. I died for Beauty - but was scarce 452. The Malay - took the Pearl 454. It was given to me by the Gods 458. Like eyes that looked on Wastes 462. Why make it doubt - it hurts it so 463. I live with Him - I see His face 465. I heard a Fly buzz - when I died 466. 'Tis little I - could care for Pearls 479. She dealt her pretty words like Blades 483. A Solemn thing within the Soul 486. I was the slightest in the House 488. Myself was formed - a Carpenter 494. Going to Him! Happy letter! 505. I would not paint - a picture 543. I fear a Man of frugal Speech 544. The Martyr Poets - did not tell 599. There is a pain - so utter 601. A still - Volcano Life 603. He found my Being - set it up 605. The Spider holds a Silver Ball 675. Essential Oils - are wrung 613. They shut me up in Prose 617. Don't put up my Thread and Needle 657. I dwell in Possibility 701. A Thought went up my mind today 704. No matter - now - Sweet 709. Publication - is the Auction 712. Because I could not stop for Death 713. Fame of Myself, to justify 732. She rose to His Requirement - dropt 754. My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - 919. If I can stop one Heart from breaking 985. The Missing All - prevented Me 1039. I heard, as if I had no Ear 1045. Nature rarer uses Yellow 1048. Reportless Subjects, to the Quick 1053. It was a quiet way - 1072. Title divine - is mine! 1075. The Sky is low - the Clouds are mean 1079. The Sun went down - no Man looked on - 1081. Superiority to Fate 1084. At Half past Three, a single Bird 1099. My Cocoon tightens - Colors tease - 1126. Shall I take thee, the Poet said 1129. Tell all the Truth but tell it slant 1138. A Spider sewed at Night 1146. When Etna basks and purrs 1158. Best Witchcraft is Geometry 1212. A word is dead 1247. To pile like Thunder to its close 1261. A Word dropped careless on a Page 1275. The Spider as an Artist 1545. The Bible is an antique Volume 1651. A Word made Flesh is seldom 1677. On my volcano grows the Grass 1737. Rearrange a "Wife's" affection! 天下文壇 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:32 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl |
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* -------- 這個�. 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:33 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl 1 此貼您已經花了1 園閱讀費，可以閱讀 *@@* 了,要看仔細 貼主共投資了 10 園血本，每份定價 1 園出售 貼主目前虧損 -9 園 購買者1人 1 1 * -- 這個連結上有 Emily Dickinson 的生平及詩集介紹。 -- 這個連結上有數百首詩可以瀏覽。 The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language: Fourth Edition. 2000. Dickinson, Emily Elizabeth SYLLABICATION: Dick·in·son PRONUNCIATION: dkn-sn DATES: 1830–1886 American poet who was virtually a recluse at her home in Amherst, Massachusetts, where she wrote more than a thousand verses infused with emotional depth and subtlety. The first volume of her poetry was not published until 1890. Comprising 597 poems of the Belle of Amherst, whose life of the Imagination formed the transcendental bridge to modern American poetry. Emily Dickinson 1830–86, American poet, b. Amherst, Mass. She is widely considered one of the greatest poets in American literature. Her unique, gemlike lyrics are distillations of profound feeling and original intellect, and they stand outside the mainstream of American literary tradition.—continue at Columbia Encyclopedia, Sixth Edition. Copyright © 2002 Columbia University Press. ........................................................................................................................ My hair is bold like the chestnut burr; and my eyes, like the sherry in the glass that the guest leaves. A word is dead when it is said, some say, I say it just begins to live that day. Emily Dickinson ...................................................................................................................... Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. Introduction THE POEMS of Emily Dickinson, published in a series of three volumes at various intervals after her death in 1886, and in a volume entitled “The Single Hound”, published in 1914, with the addition of a few before omitted, are here collected in a final complete edition. 1 In them and in her “Life and Letters”, recently presented in one inclusive volume, lives all of Emily Dickinson—for the outward circumstance matters little, nor is this the place for discussion as to whether fate ordained her or she ordained her own foreordination. 2 Many of her poems have been reprinted in anthologies, selections, textbooks for recitation, and they have increasingly found their elect and been best interpreted by the expansion of those lives they have seized upon by force of their natural, profound intuition of the miracles of everyday Life, Love, and Death. 3 She herself was of the part of life that is always youth, always magical. She wrote of it as she grew to know it, step by step, discovery by discovery, truth by truth—until time merely became eternity. She was preëminently the discoverer—eagerly hunting the meaning of it all; this strange world in which she wonderingly found herself,—“A Balboa of house and garden,” surmising what lay beyond the purple horizon. She lived with a God we do not believe in, and trusted in an immortality we do not deserve, in that confiding age when Duty ruled over Pleasure before the Puritan became a hypocrite. 4 Her aspect of Deity,—as her intimation,—was her own,—unique, peculiar, unimpaired by the brimstone theology of her day. 5 Her poems reflect this direct relation toward the great realities we have later avoided, covered up, or tried to wipe out; perhaps because were they really so great we become so small in consequence. All truth came to Emily straight from honor to honor unimpaired. She never trafficked with falsehood seriously, never employed a deception in thought or feeling of her own. This pitiless sincerity dictated: “I like a look of agony Because I know it’s true Men do not sham convulsion Nor simulate a throe.” As light after darkness, Summer following Winter, she is inevitable, unequivocal. Evasion of fact she knew not, though her body might flit away from interruption, leaving an intruder to “Think that a sunbeam left the door ajar.” 6 Her entities were vast—as her words were few; those words like dry-point etching or frost upon the pane! Doubly aspected, every event, every object seemed to hold for her both its actual and imaginative dimension. By this power she carries her readers behind the veil obscuring less gifted apprehension. She even descends over the brink of the grave to toy with the outworn vesture of the spirit, recapture the dead smile on lips surrendered forever; then, as on the wings of Death, betakes herself and her reader in the direction of the escaping soul to new, incredible heights. 7 Doubly her life carried on, two worlds in her brown eyes, by which habit of the Unseen she confessed: “I fit for them, I seek the dark till I am thorough fit. The labor is a solemn one, With this sufficient sweet— That abstinence as mine produce A purer good for them, If I succeed,— If not, I had The transport of the Aim.” This transport of the aim absorbed her, and this absorption is her clearest explanation,—the absorption in This excluding observance of That. Most of all she was busy. It takes time even for genius to crystallize the thought with which her letters and poems are crammed. Her solitude was never idle. 8 Her awe of that unknown sacrament of love permeated all she wrote, and before Nature, God, and Death she is more fearless than that archangel of portentous shadow she instinctively dreaded. 9 Almost transfigured by reverence, her poems are pervaded by inference sharply in contrast to the balder speech of to-day. Here the mystic suppressed the woman, though her heart leaped up over children,—radiant phenomena to her, akin to stars fallen among her daffodils in the orchard; and her own renunciation, chalice at lip, was nobly, frankly given in the poem ending: “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!” Her own philosophy had early taught her that All was in All: there were no degrees in anything. Accordingly nothing was mean or trivial, and her “fainting robin” became a synonym of the universe. She saw in absolute terms which gave her poetry an accuracy like that obtained under the microscope of modern science. But her soul dominated, and when her footsteps wavered her terms were still dictated by her unquenchable spirit. 10 Hers too were spirit terms with life and friends, in which respect she was of a divergence from the usual not easily to be condoned. 11 It was precisely the clamor of the commonplace exasperated by the austerities of a reserved individuality, that provoked her immortal exclamation: “Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye. Much sense the starkest madness; ’T is the majority In this, as all prevails. Assent and you are sane— Demur—you ’re straightway dangerous And handled with a chain.” Her interpretation demands height and depth of application in her readers, for although her range is that of any soul not earth-bound by the senses, she does not always make it immediately plain when she speaks out of her own vision in her own tongue. In spite of which, beyond those who profess her almost as a cult, she is supremely the poet of those who “never read poetry.” The scoffers, the literary agnostics, make exception for her. She is also the poet of the unpoetic, the unlearned foreigner, the busy, practical, inexpressive man as well as woman, the wise young and groping old, the nature worshipper, the schoolgirl, children caught by her fairy lineage, and lovers of all degree. 12 Full many a preacher has found her line at the heart of his matter and left her verse to fly up with his conclusion. And it is the Very Reverend head of a most Catholic order who writes, “I bless God for Emily,—some of her writings have had a more profound influence on my life than anything else that any one has ever written.” 13 Mystic to mystic, mind to mind, spirit to spirit, dust to dust. She was at the source of things and dwelt beside the very springs of life, yet those deep wells from which she drew were of the wayside, though their waters were of eternal truth, her magnificat one of the certainties of every immortal being. Here in her poems the arisen Emily, unabashed by mortal bonds, speaks to her “Divine Majority”: “Split the lark and you ’ll find the music— Bulb after bulb, in silver rolled, Scantily dealt to the Summer morning, Saved for your ears when lutes are old.” But in what vernacular explain the skylark to the mole—even she was at loss to tell. And for the true lovers of the prose or poetry of Emily Dickinson, explanation of her is as impertinent as unnecessary. MARTHA DICKINSON BIANCHI.SIENA, March, 1924. 14 天下文壇 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:33 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl |
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You are very welcome! 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:33 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl 1 此貼您已經花了1 園閱讀費，可以閱讀 *@@* 了,要看仔細 貼主共投資了 10 園血本，每份定價 1 園出售 貼主目前虧損 -9 園 購買者1人 1 1 You are very welcome! Happy New Year! Best Regards, B. ..................................................................................................... Complete Poems 詩集連結 -- Contents: -- Part One: Life -- Part Two: Nature -- Part Three: Love -- Part Four: Time and Eternity -- Part Five: The Single Hound -- Index of First Lines 天下文壇 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:33 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl |
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這個連結包含以人. 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:33 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl 1 此貼您已經花了1 園閱讀費，可以閱讀 *@@* 了,要看仔細 貼主共投資了 10 園血本，每份定價 1 園出售 貼主目前虧損 -9 園 購買者1人 1 1 這個連結包含以人生為主題的 138 首詩 Part One: Life Epigram 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 5 To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! 以下列出者為各詩之第一行： 1. Success is counted sweetest 2. Our share of night to bear 3. Soul, wilt thou toss again? 4. ’T is so much joy! 5. Glee! the great storm is over! 6. If I can stop one heart from breaking 7. Within my reach! 8. A wounded deer leaps highest 9. The heart asks pleasure first 10. A precious, mouldering pleasure ’t is 11. Much madness is divinest sense 12. I asked no other thing 13. The soul selects her own society 14. Some things that fly there be 15. I know some lonely houses off the road 16. To fight aloud is very brave 17. When night is almost done 18. Read, sweet, how others strove 19. Pain has an element of blank 20. I taste a liquor never brewed 21. He ate and drank the precious words 22. I had no time to hate, because 23. ’T was such a little, little boat 24. Whether my bark went down at sea 25. Belshazzar had a letter 26. The brain within its groove 27. I ’m nobody! Who are you? 28. I bring an unaccustomed wine 29. The nearest dream recedes, unrealized 30. We play at paste 31. I found the phrase to every thought 32. Hope is the thing with feathers 33. Dare you see a soul at the white heat? 34. Who never lost, are unprepared 35. I can wade grief 36. I never hear the word ‘escape’ 37. For each ecstatic instant 38. Through the straight pass of suffering 39. I meant to have but modest needs 40. The thought beneath so slight a film 41. The soul unto itself 42. Surgeons must be very careful 43. I like to see it lap the miles 44. The show is not the show 45. Delight becomes pictorial 46. A thought went up my mind to-day 47. Is Heaven a physician? 48. Though I get home how late, how late! 49. A poor torn heart, a tattered heart 50. I should have been too glad, I see 51. It tossed and tossed 52. Victory comes late 53. God gave a loaf to every bird 54. Experiment to me 55. My country need not change her gown 56. Faith is a fine invention 57. Except the heaven had come so near 58. Portraits are to daily faces 59. I took my power in my hand 60. A shady friend for torrid days 61. Each life converges to some centre 62. Before I got my eye put out 63. Talk with prudence to a beggar 64. He preached upon ‘breadth’ 65. Good night! which put the candle out? 66. When I hoped I feared 67. A deed knocks first at thought 68. Mine enemy is growing old 69. Remorse is memory awake 70. The body grows outside 71. Undue significance a starving man attaches 72. Heart not so heavy as mine 73. I many times thought peace had come 74. Unto my books so good to turn 75. This merit hath the worst 76. I had been hungry all the years 77. I gained it so 78. To learn the transport by the pain 79. I years had been from home 80. Prayer is the little implement 81. I know that he exists 82. Musicians wrestle everywhere 83. Just lost when I was saved! 84. ’T is little I could care for pearls 85. Superiority to fate 86. Hope is a subtle glutton 87. Forbidden fruit a flavor has 88. Heaven is what I cannot reach! 89. A word is dead 90. To venerate the simple days 91. It ’s such a little thing to weep 92. Drowning is not so pitiful 93. How still the bells in steeples stand 94. If the foolish call them ‘flowers’ 95. Could mortal lip divine 96. My life closed twice before its close 97. We never know how high we are 98. While I was fearing it, it came 99. There is no frigate like a book 100. Who has not found the heaven below 101. A face devoid of love or grace 102. I had a guinea golden 103. From all the jails the boys and girls 104. Few get enough,—enough is one 105. Upon the gallows hung a wretch 106. I felt a cleavage in my mind 107. The reticent volcano keeps 108. If recollecting were forgetting 109. The farthest thunder that I heard 110. On the bleakness of my lot 111. A door just opened on a street 112. Are friends delight or pain? 113. Ashes denote that fire was 114. Fate slew him, but he did not drop 115. Finite to fail, but infinite to venture 116. I measure every grief I meet 117. I have a king who does not speak 118. It dropped so low in my regard 119. To lose one’s faith surpasses 120. I had a daily bliss 121. I worked for chaff, and earning wheat 122. Life, and Death, and Giants 123. Our lives are Swiss 124. Remembrance has a rear and front 125. To hang our head ostensibly 126. The brain is wider than the sky 127. The bone that has no marrow 128. The past is such a curious creature 129. To help our bleaker parts 130. What soft, cherubic creatures 131. Who never wanted,—maddest joy 132. It might be easier 133. 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Emily Dickinson (1830–. 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl 1 此貼您已經花了1 園閱讀費，可以閱讀 *@@* 了,要看仔細 貼主共投資了 10 園血本，每份定價 1 園出售 貼主目前虧損 -9 園 購買者1人 1 1 Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. Part Two: Nature (111) Epigram MY nosegays are for captives; Dim, long-expectant eyes, Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till paradise To such, if they should whisper 5 Of morning and the moor, They bear no other errand, And I, no other prayer 以下列出者為各詩之第一行： 1. Nature, the gentlest mother 2. Will there really be a morning? 3. At half-past three a single bird 4. The day came slow, till five o’clock 5. The sun just touched the morning 6. The robin is the one 7. From cocoon forth a butterfly 8. Before you thought of spring 9. An altered look about the hills 10. ‘Whose are the little beds,’ I asked 11. Pigmy seraphs gone astray 12. To hear an oriole sing 13. One of the ones that Midas touched 14. I dreaded that first robin so 15. A route of evanescence 16. The skies can’t keep their secret! 17. Who robbed the woods 18. Two butterflies went out at noon 19. I started early, took my dog 20. Arcturus is his other name 21. An awful tempest mashed the air 22. An everywhere of silver 23. A bird came down the walk: 24. A narrow fellow in the grass 25. The mushroom is the elf of plants 26. There came a wind like a bugle 27. A spider sewed at night 28. I know a place where summer strives 29. The one that could repeat the summer day 30. The wind tapped like a tired man 31. Nature rarer uses yellow 32. The leaves, like women, interchange 33. How happy is the little stone 34. It sounded as if the streets were running 35. The rat is the concisest tenant 36. Frequently the woods are pink 37. The wind begun to rock the grass 38. South winds jostle them 39. Bring me the sunset in a cup 40. She sweeps with many-colored brooms 41. Like mighty footlights burned the red 42. Where ships of purple gently toss 43. Blazing in gold and quenching in purple 44. Farther in summer than the birds 45. As imperceptibly as grief 46. It can’t be summer,—that got through 47. The gentian weaves her fringes 48. God made a little gentian 49. Besides the autumn poets sing 50. It sifts from leaden sieves 51. No brigadier throughout the year 52. New feet within my garden go 53. Pink, small, and punctual 54. The murmur of a bee 55. Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower? 56. The pedigree of honey 57. Some keep the Sabbath going to church 58. The bee is not afraid of me 59. Some rainbow coming from the fair! 60. The grass so little has to do 61. A little road not made of man 62. A drop fell on the apple tree 63. A something in a summer’s day 64. This is the land the sunset washes 65. Like trains of cars on tracks of plush 66. There is a flower that bees prefer 67. Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn 68. As children bid the guest good-night 69. Angels in the early morning 70. So bashful when I spied her 71. It makes no difference abroad 72. The mountain sat upon the plain 73. I ’ll tell you how the sun rose 74. The butterfly’s assumption-gown 75. Of all the sounds despatched abroad 76. Apparently with no surprise 77. ’T was later when the summer went 78. These are the days when birds come back 79. The morns are meeker than they were 80. The sky is low, the clouds are mean 81. I think the hemlock likes to stand 82. There’s a certain slant of light 83. The springtime’s pallid landscape 84. She slept beneath a tree 85. A light exists in spring 86. A lady red upon the hill 87. Dear March, come in! 88. We like March, his shoes are purple 89. Not knowing when the dawn will come 90. A murmur in the trees to note 91. Morning is the place for dew 92. To my quick ear the leaves conferred 93. A sepal, petal, and a thorn 94. High from the earth I heard a bird 95. The spider as an artist 96. What mystery pervades a well! 97. To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee 98. It ’s like the light 99. A dew sufficed itself 100. His bill an auger is 101. Sweet is the swamp with its secrets 102. Could I but ride indefinite 103. The moon was but a chin of gold 104. The bat is dun with wrinkled wings 105. You ’ve seen balloons set, haven’t you? 106. The cricket sang 107. Drab habitation of whom? 108. A sloop of amber slips away 109. Of bronze and blaze 110. How the old mountains drip with sunset 111. The murmuring of bees has ceased 天下文壇 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl |
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| 回覆： | Emily Dickinson (1830–. | 第 6 樓 |
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Emily Dickinson (1830–. 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl 1 此貼您已經花了1 園閱讀費，可以閱讀 *@@* 了,要看仔細 貼主共投資了 10 園血本，每份定價 1 園出售 貼主目前虧損 -9 園 購買者1人 1 1 Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. Part Three: Love Epigram IT ’S all I have to bring to-day, This, and my heart beside, This, and my heart, and all the fields, And all the meadows wide. Be sure you count, should I forget,— 5 Some one the sun could tell,— This, and my heart, and all the bees Which in the clover dwell. 以下列出者為各詩之第一行： 1. Mine by the right of the white election! 2. You left me, sweet, two legacies 3. Alter? When the hills do 4. Elysium is as far as to 5. Doubt me, my dim companion! 6. If you were coming in the fall 7. I hide myself within my flower 8. That I did always love 9. Have you got a brook in your little heart 10. As if some little Arctic flower 11. My river runs to thee 12. I cannot live with you 13. There came a day at summer’s full 14. I ’m ceded, I ’ve stopped being theirs 15. ’T was a long parting, but the time 16. I ’m wife; I ’ve finished that 17. She rose to his requirement, dropped 18. Come slowly, Eden! 19. Of all the souls that stand create 20. I have no life but this 21. Your riches taught me poverty 22. I gave myself to him 23. Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him 24. The way I read a letter’s this 25. Wild nights! Wild nights! 26. The night was wide, and furnished scant 27. Did the harebell loose her girdle 28. A charm invests a face 29. The rose did caper on her cheek 30. In lands I never saw, they say 31. The moon is distant from the sea 32. He put the belt around my life 33. I held a jewel in my fingers 34. What if I say I shall not wait? 35. Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it 36. My worthiness is all my doubt 37. Love is anterior to life 38. One blessing had I, than the rest 39. When roses cease to bloom, dear 40. Summer for thee grant I may be 41. Split the lark and you ’ll find the music 42. To lose thee, sweeter than to gain 43. Poor little heart! 44. There is a word 45. I ’ve got an arrow here 46. He fumbles at your spirit 47. Heart, we will forget him! 48. Father, I bring thee not myself 49. We outgrow love like other things 50. Not with a club the heart is broken 51. My friend must be a bird 52. He touched me, so I live to know 53. Let me not mar that perfect dream 54. I live with him, I see his face 55. I envy seas whereon he rides 56. A solemn thing it was, I said 57. Title divine is mine 天下文壇 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl |
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| 回覆： | Emily Dickinson (1830–. | 第 7 樓 |
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Emily Dickinson (1830–. 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl 1 Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. Part Four: Time and Eternity (141) 以下列出者為各詩之第一行： 1. One dignity delays for all 2. Delayed till she had ceased to know 3. Departed to the judgment 4. Safe in their alabaster chambers 5. On this long storm the rainbow rose 6. My cocoon tightens, colors tease 7. Exultation is the going 8. Look back on time with kindly eyes 9. A train went through a burial gate 10. I died for beauty, but was scarce 11. How many times these low feet staggered 12. I like a look of agony 13. That short, potential stir 14. I went to thank her 15. I ’ve seen a dying eye 16. The clouds their backs together laid 17. I never saw a moor 18. God permits industrious angels 19. To know just how he suffered would be dear 20. The last night that she lived 21. Not in this world to see his face 22. The bustle in a house 23. I reason, earth is short 24. Afraid? Of whom am I afraid? 25. The sun kept setting, setting still 26. Two swimmers wrestled on the spar 27. Because I could not stop for Death 28. She went as quiet as the dew 29. At last to be identified! 30. Except to heaven, she is nought 31. Death is a dialogue between 32. It was too late for man 33. When I was small, a woman died 34. The daisy follows soft the sun 35. No rack can torture me 36. I lost a world the other day 37. If I should n’t be alive 38. Sleep is supposed to be 39. I shall know why, when time is over 40. I never lost as much but twice 41. Let down the bars, O Death! 42. Going to heaven! 43. At least to pray is left, is left 44. Step lightly on this narrow spot! 45. Morns like these we parted 46. A death-blow is a life-blow to some 47. I read my sentence steadily 48. I have not told my garden yet 49. They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars 50. The only ghost I ever saw 51. Some, too fragile for winter winds 52. As by the dead we love to sit 53. Death sets a thing significant 54. I went to heaven 55. Their height in heaven comforts not 56. There is a shame of nobleness 57. A triumph may be of several kinds 58. Pompless no life can pass away 59. I noticed people disappeared 60. I had no cause to be awake 61. If anybody’s friend be dead 62. Our journey had advanced 63. Ample make this bed 64. On such a night, or such a night 65. Essential oils are wrung 66. I lived on dread; to those who know 67. If I should die 68. Her final summer was it 69. One need not be a chamber to be haunted 70. She died,—this was the way she died 71. Wait till the majesty of Death 72. Went up a year this evening! 73. Taken from men this morning 74. What inn is this 75. It was not death, for I stood up 76. I should not dare to leave my friend 77. Great streets of silence led away 78. A throe upon the features 79. Of tribulation these are they 80. I think just how my shape will rise 81. After a hundred years 82. Lay this laurel on the one 83. This world is not conclusion 84. We learn in the retreating 85. They say that ‘time assuages’ 86. We cover thee, sweet face 87. That is solemn we have ended 88. The stimulus, beyond the grave 89. Given in marriage unto thee 90. That such have died enables us 91. They won’t frown always—some sweet day 92. ’T is an honorable thought 93. The distance that the dead have gone 94. How dare the robins sing 95. Death is like the insect 96. ’T is sunrise, little maid, hast thou 97. Each that we lose takes part of us 98. Not any higher stands the grave 99. As far from pity as complaint 100. ’T is whiter than an Indian pipe 101. She laid her docile crescent down 102. Bless God, he went as soldiers 103. Immortal is an ample word 104. Where every bird is bold to go 105. The grave my little cottage is 106. This was in the white of the year 107. Sweet hours have perished here 108. Me! Come! My dazzled face 109. From use she wandered now a year 110. I wish I knew that woman’s name 111. Bereaved of all, I went abroad 112. I felt a funeral in my brain 113. I meant to find her when I came 114. I sing to use the waiting 115. A sickness of this world it most occasions 116. Superfluous were the sun 117. So proud she was to die 118. Tie the strings to my life, my Lord 119. The dying need but little, dear 120. There ’s something quieter than sleep 121. The soul should always stand ajar 122. Three weeks passed since I had seen her 123. I breathed enough to learn the trick 124. I wonder if the sepulchre 125. If tolling bell I ask the cause 126. If I may have it when it ’s dead 127. Before the ice is in the pools 128. I heard a fly buzz when I died 129. Adrift! A little boat adrift! 130. There’s been a death in the opposite house 131. We never know we go,—when we are going 132. It struck me every day 133. Water is taught by thirst 134. We thirst at first,—’t is Nature’s act 135. A clock stopped—not the mantel’s 136. All overgrown by cunning moss 137. A toad can die of light! 138. Far from love the Heavenly Father 139. A long, long sleep, a famous sleep 140. ’T was just this time last year I died 141. On this wondrous sea 天下文壇 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl |
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| 回覆： | Emily Dickinson (1830–. | 第 8 樓 |
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Emily Dickinson (1830–. 摘自 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. Part Five: The Single Hound Epigram ONE sister have I in our house, And one a hedge away, There ’s only one recorded But both belong to me. One came the way that I came 5 And wore my past year’s gown, The other as a bird her nest, Builded our hearts among. She did not sing as we did, It was a different tune, 10 Herself to her a music As Bumble-bee of June. To-day is far from childhood But up and down the hills I held her hand the tighter, 15 Which shortened all the miles. And still her hum the years among Deceives the Butterfly, Still in her eye the Violets lie Mouldered this many May. 20 I spilt the dew but took the morn, I chose this single star From out the wide night’s numbers, Sue—forevermore! EMILY 以下列出者為各詩之第一行： 1. Adventure most unto itself 2. The Soul that has a Guest 3. Except the smaller size, no Lives are round 4. Fame is a fickle food 5. The right to perish might be thought 6. Peril as a possession 7. When Etna basks and purrs 8. Reverse cannot befall that fine Prosperity 9. To be alive is power 10. Witchcraft has not a pedigree 11. Exhilaration is the Breeze 12. No romance sold unto 13. If what we could were what we would 14. Perception of an 15. No other can reduce 16. The blunder is to estimate 17. My Wheel is in the dark 18. There is another Loneliness 19. So gay a flower bereaved the mind 20. Glory is that bright tragic thing 21. The missing All prevented me 22. His mind, of man a secret makes 23. The suburbs of a secret 24. The difference between despair 25. There is a solitude of space 26. The props assist the house 27. The gleam of an heroic act 28. Of Death the sharpest function 29. Down Time’s quaint stream 30. I bet with every Wind that blew 31. The Future never spoke 32. Two lengths has every day 33. The Soul’s superior instants 34. Nature is what we see 35. Ah, Teneriffe! 36. She died at play 37. ‘Morning’ means ‘Milking’ to the Farmer 38. A little madness in the Spring 39. I can’t tell you, but you feel it 40. Some Days retired from the rest 41. Like Men and Women shadows walk 42. The butterfly obtains 43. Beauty crowds me till I die 44. We spy the Forests and the Hills 45. I never told the buried gold 46. The largest fire ever known 47. Bloom upon the Mountain, stated 48. March is the month of expectation 49. The Duties of the Wind are few 50. The Winds drew off 51. I think that the root of the Wind is Water 52. So, from the mould 53. The long sigh of the Frog 54. A cap of lead across the sky 55. I send two Sunsets 56. Of this is Day composed 57. The Hills erect their purple heads 58. Lightly stepped a yellow star 59. The Moon upon her fluent route 60. Like some old-fashioned miracle 61. Glowing is her Bonnet 62. Forever cherished be the tree 63. The Ones that disappeared are back 64. Those final Creatures,—who they are 65. Summer begins to have the look 66. A prompt, executive Bird is the Jay 67. Like brooms of steel 68. These are the days that Reindeer love 69. Follow wise Orion 70. In winter, in my room 71. Not any sunny tone 72. For Death,—or rather 73. Dropped into the 74. This quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies 75. ’T was comfort in her dying room 76. Too cold is this 77. I watched her face to see which way 78. To-day or this noon 79. I see thee better in the dark 80. Low at my problem bending 81. If pain for peace prepares 82. I fit for them 83. Not one by Heaven defrauded stay 84. The feet of people walking home 85. We should not mind so small a flower 86. To the staunch Dust we safe commit thee 87. Her ‘Last Poems’ 88. Immured in Heaven! What a Cell! 89. I ’m thinking of that other morn 90. The overtakelessness of those 91. The Look of Thee, what is it like? 92. The Devil, had he fidelity 93. Papa above! 94. Not when we know 95. Elijah’s wagon knew no thill 96. ‘Remember me,’ implored the Thief 97. To this apartment deep 98. Sown in dishonor? 99. Through lane it lay, through bramble 100. Who is it seeks my pillow nights? 101. His Cheek is his Biographer 102. ‘Heavenly Father,’ take to thee 103. The sweets of Pillage can be known 104. The Bible is an antique volume 105. A little over Jordan 106. Dust is the only secret 107. Ambition cannot find him 108. Eden is that old-fashioned House 109. Candor, my tepid Friend 110. Speech is a symptom of affection 111. Who were ‘the Father and the Son’ 112. That Love is all there is 113. The luxury to apprehend 114. The Sea said ‘Come’ to the Brook 115. All I may, if small 116. Love reckons by itself alone 117. The inundation of the Spring 1 18. No Autumn’s intercepting chill 119. Volcanoes be in Sicily 120. Distance is not the realm of Fox 121. The treason of an accent 122. How destitute is he 123. Crisis is sweet and, set of Heart 124. To tell the beauty would decrease 125. To love thee, year by year 126. I showed her heights she never saw 127. On my volcano grows the grass 128. If I could tell how glad I was 129. Her Grace is all she has 130. No matter where the Saints abide 131. To see her is a picture 132. So set its sun in thee 133. Had this one day not been 134. That she forgot me was the least 135. The incidents of Love 136. A little overflowing word 137. Just so, Jesus raps—He does not weary 138. Safe Despair it is that raves 139. The Face we choose to miss 140. Of so divine a loss 141. The healed Heart shows its shallow scar 142. Give little anguish 143. To pile like Thunder to its close 144. The Stars are old, that stood for me 145. All circumstances are the frame 146. I did not reach thee 天下文壇 天下文壇 畢泠 2005-05-08 00:34 http://yuhsia.com/ccb/index.pl |
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