Emily Dickinson Quotes About Waiting

Quotes about: Waiting

• A Light exists in Spring
  Not present on the Year
  At any other period -
  When March is scarcely here
  A Color stands abroad
  On Solitary Fields
  That Science cannot overtake
  But Human Nature feels.
  
  It waits upon the Lawn,
  It shows the furthest Tree
  Upon the furthest Slope you know
  It almost speaks to you.
  
  Then as Horizons step
  Or Noons report away
  Without the Formula of sound
  It passes and we stay -
  
  A quality of loss
  Affecting our Content
  As Trade had suddenly encroached
  Upon a Sacrament.

  Emily Dickinson

  Spring, Loss, Color

  Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1084, Delphi Classics

• There is a Zone whose even Years
  No Solstice interrupt -
  Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon
  Whose perfect Seasons wait -
  Whose Summer set in Summer, till
  The Centuries of June
  And Centuries of August cease
  And Consciousness - is Noon.

  Emily Dickinson

  Summer, Years, June

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.421, Harvard University Press

• Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again, And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now, And deck thee with holly's sheen, That, when December blights thy brow, He still may leave thy garland green.

  Emily Dickinson

  Summer, Sweet, Spring

• AMPLE make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise’ yellow noise Interrupt this ground.

  Emily Dickinson

  Yellow, Waiting, Sunrise

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.760, Harvard University Press

• MY river runs to thee: Blue sea, wilt welcome me? My river waits reply. Oh sea, look graciously! I ’ll fetch thee brooks From spotted nooks,— Say, sea, Take me!

  Emily Dickinson

  Running, Blue, Sea

  Emily Dickinson, Cristanne Miller (2016). “Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them”, p.107, Harvard University Press

• THE soul should always stand ajar, That if the heaven inquire, He will not be obliged to wait, Or shy of troubling her. Depart, before the host has slid The bolt upon the door, To seek for the accomplished guest, -- Her visitor no more.

  Emily Dickinson

  Doors, Waiting, Heaven

  Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.300, First Avenue Editions

• Not if Their Party were waiting,
  Not if to talk with Me
  Were to Them now, Homesickness
  After Eternity.

  Emily Dickinson

  Party, Waiting, Eternity

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.662, 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

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