Emily Dickinson Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• 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

  Stars, Eye, Men

  Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.81, First Avenue Editions

• I measure every grief I meet with narrow, probing eyes - I wonder if it weighs like mine - or has an easier size.

  Emily Dickinson

  Grief, Eye, Grieving

  Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.250, Harvard University Press

• Much Madness is divinest Sense -- To a discerning Eye -- Much Sense -- the starkest Madness -- 'Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -- Assent -- and you are sane -- Demur -- you're straightway dangerous -- And handled with a Chain --

  Emily Dickinson

  Eye, Insanity, Majority

  "Much madness is divinest sense" l. 1 (ca. 1863)

• It was a quiet way - He asked if I was his - I made no answer of the tongue But answer of the eyes - And then He bore me on Before this mortal noise With swiftness, as of Chariots and distance, as of Wheels. This World did drop away As acres from the feet of one that leaneth from Balloon Upon an Ether Street. The Gulf behind was not, The Continents were new - Eternity was due. No Seasons were to us - It was not Night nor Morn - But Sunrise stopped upon the place And Fastened in Dawn.

  Emily Dickinson

  Distance, Eye, Night

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.743, Harvard University Press

• Of Consciousness, her awful Mate. The Soul cannot be rid - as easy the secreting her behind the Eyes of God.

  Emily Dickinson

  Eye, Soul, Awful

  c.1864 Complete Poems, no.894 (first published 1945).

• LOOK back on time with kindly eyes, He doubtless did his best; How softly sinks his trembling sun In human nature's west!

  Emily Dickinson

  Time, Eye, Looks

  Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.64, First Avenue Editions

• She dealt her pretty words like Blades -- How glittering they shone -- And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone -- She never deemed -- she hurt -- That -- is not Steel's Affair -- A vulgar grimace in the Flesh -- How ill the Creatures bear -- To Ache is human -- not polite -- The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom -- Just locking up -- to Die.

  Emily Dickinson

  Hurt, Eye, Steel

  Emily Dickinson (2012). “Emily Dickinson: Everyman's Poetry”, p.83, Hachette UK

• Faith—is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not— Too slender for the eye It bears the Soul as bold As it were rocked in Steel With Arms of Steel at either side— It joins—behind the Veil To what, could We presume The Bridge would cease to be To Our far, vacillating Feet A first Necessity.

  Emily Dickinson

  Eye, Bridges, Feet

  Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1189, Delphi Classics

• To shut your eyes is to travel.

  Emily Dickinson

  Travel, Eye

• Much Madness is Divinest Sense, to a Discerning Eye.

  Emily Dickinson

  Eye, Insanity, Madness

  "Much madness is divinest sense" l. 1 (ca. 1863)

• 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

  Dream, Hurt, Drama

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.408, Harvard University Press

• Not 'Revelation'-'tis that waits/ But our unfurnished eyes

  Emily Dickinson

  Eye, Waiting, Revelations

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.228, Harvard University Press

• To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Wo— Who win, and nations do not see— Who fall — and none observe — Whose dying eyes, no Country Regards with patriot love— We trust, in plumed procession For such, the Angels go— Rank after Rank, with even feet— And Uniforms of Snow.

  Emily Dickinson

  Country, Fall, Eye

  Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.47, Harvard University Press

• I dwell in Possibility
  A fairer House than Prose
  More numerous of Windows
  Superior--for Doors
  Of Chambers as the Cedars
  Impregnable of Eye
  And for an Everlasting Roof
  The Gambrels of the Sky
  Of Visitors--the fairest
  For Occupation--This
  The spreading wide my narrow Hands
  To gather Paradise

  Emily Dickinson

  Eye, Doors, Hands

  Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.222, Harvard University Press

• And then--a Day as huge
  As Yesterdays in pairs,
  Unrolled its horror in my face--
  Until it blocked my eyes

  Emily Dickinson

  Patience, Gratitude, Eye

  Emily Dickinson, Cristanne Miller (2016). “Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them”, p.168, Harvard University Press

• I . . . am small, like the wren, and my hair is bold like the chestnut burr; and my eyes like the sherry in the glass that the guest leaves.

  Emily Dickinson

  Eye, Glasses, Hair

  Emily Dickinson, Martha Dickinson Bianchi (1971). “The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.241, Biblo & Tannen Publishers

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