Emily Dickinson Quotes About Flowers

Quotes about: Flowers

• We do not play on Graves— Because there isn't Room— Besides—it isn't even—it slants And People come— And put a Flower on it— And hang their faces so— We're fearing that their Hearts will drop— And crush our pretty play— And so we move as far As Enemies—away— Just looking round to see how far It is—Occasionally—

  Emily Dickinson

  Crush, Flower, Moving

  Emily Dickinson (2006). “The World in a Frame”, p.80, Pomegranate

• The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.

  Emily Dickinson

  Regret, Flower, Lovely

  Emily Dickinson, Thomas Herbert Johnson, Theodora Ward (1986). “The Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.907, Harvard University Press

• The older I grow the more do I love spring and spring flowers. Is it so with you?

  Emily Dickinson

  Spring, Flower, Spring Flowers

  Emily Dickinson, Martha Dickinson Bianchi (1971). “The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.135, Biblo & Tannen Publishers

• An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on the lawn; A print of a vermilion foot; A purple finger on the slope; A flippant fly upon the pane; A spider at his trade again; An added strut in chanticleer; A flower expected everywhere.

  Emily Dickinson

  Spring, Flower, Twilight

  Emily Dickinson (1994). “The Works of Emily Dickinson”, p.114, Wordsworth Editions

• Here is a little forest Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum; Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come!

  Emily Dickinson

  Brother, Time, Flower

  Emily Dickinson, Martha Dickinson Bianchi (1971). “The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.167, Biblo & Tannen Publishers

• The career of flowers differs from ours only inaudibleness.

  Emily Dickinson

  Nature, Flower, Careers

  Emily Dickinson, Thomas Herbert Johnson, Theodora Ward (1986). “The Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.505, Harvard University Press

• Apparently with no surprise To any happy Flower The Frost beheads it at its play -- In accidental power -- The blonde Assassin passes on -- The Sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another Day For an Approving God.

  Emily Dickinson

  Flower, Play, Blonde

  Emily Dickinson (1994). “The Works of Emily Dickinson”, p.98, Wordsworth Editions

• I HIDE myself within my flower That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower, That, fading from your vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me Almost a loneliness.

  Emily Dickinson

  Loneliness, Flower, Angel

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.664, Harvard University Press

• My Faith is larger than the Hills— So when the Hills decay— My Faith must take the Purple Wheel To show the Sun the way— 'Tis first He steps upon the Vane— And then — upon the Hill— And then abroad the World He go To do His Golden Will— And if His Yellow feet should miss— The Bird would not arise— The Flowers would slumber on their Stems— No Bells have Paradise— How dare I, therefore, stint a faith On which so vast depends— Lest Firmament should fail for me— The Rivet in the Bands

  Emily Dickinson

  Faith, Flower, Purple

  Emily Dickinson, Cristanne Miller (2016). “Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them”, p.243, Harvard University Press

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