The Railway Train

Emily Dickinson * Track #17 On Second Series

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Emily Dickinson

1891

#1
I’m Nobody! Who Are You?
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#2
I bring an unaccustomed wine
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#3
The nearest Dream recedes—unrealized
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#4
We play at paste
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#5
I found the phrase to every thought
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#6
Hope is the thing with feathers
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#7
The White Heat
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#8
Who never lost, are unprepared (73)
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#9
I can wade Grief (252)
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#10
I never hear the word ‘escape’
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#11
For each ecstatic instant
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#12
Through the strait pass of suffering (792)
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#13
I meant to have but modest needs (476)
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#14
The thought beneath so slight a film
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#15
The Soul unto itself (683)
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#16
Surgeons must be very careful
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#17
The Railway Train
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#18
The show is not the show
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#19
Delight becomes pictorial
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#20
A thought went up my mind to-day
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#21
Is Heaven A Physician?
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#22
Tho’ I get home how late—how late
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#23
A poor — torn heart — a tattered heart
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#24
I should have been too glad, I see (313)
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#25
It tossed—and tossed (723)
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#26
Victory comes late (690)
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#27
God gave a Loaf to every Bird
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#28
Experiment To Me
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#29
My Country’s Wardrobe
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#30
“Faith” is a fine invention
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#31
Except the Heaven had come so near
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#32
Portraits are to daily faces
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#33
I took my Power in my Hand (540)
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#34
A shady friend for torrid days
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#35
Each life converges to some centre
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#36
Before I got my eye put out
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#37
Talk with prudence to a Beggar
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#38
The Preacher
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#39
Good night! which put the candle out?
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#40
When I Hoped I Feared
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#41
Deed
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#42
Time’s Lesson
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#43
Remorse
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#44
The Body grows without (578)
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#45
Undue Significance a starving man attaches
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#46
Heart, not so heavy as mine
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#47
I many times thought Peace had come (739)
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#48
Unto my Books—so good to turn
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#49
This Merit hath the worst (979)
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#50
I had been hungry, all the Years
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#51
I gained it so (359)
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#52
To learn the Transport by the Pain
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#53
I Years Had Been From Home
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#54
Prayer is the little implement (437)
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#55
I know that He exists
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#56
Musicians wrestle everywhere
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#57
Just lost, when I was saved!
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#58
Of all the souls that stand create
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#59
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty (299)
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#60
I gave myself to Him (580)
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#61
Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him
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#62
The Way I read a Letter’s—this (636)
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#63
Wild Nights – Wild Nights! (249)
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#64
The Night was wide, and furnished scant
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#65
Did the Harebell loose her girdle
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#66
A Charm invests a face (421)
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#67
The Rose did caper on her cheek
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#68
In lands I never saw—they say
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#69
The Moon Is Distant From The Sea
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#70
He put the Belt around my life (273)
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#71
I held a Jewel in my fingers
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#72
What if I say I shall not wait!
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#73
Nature—the Gentlest Mother is
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#74
Will there really be a ”Morning”? (101)
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#75
At Half-Past Three A Single Bird
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#76
The day came slow, till five o’ clock
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#77
The Sun—just touched the Morning
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#78
The Robin is the One
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#79
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
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#80
Before you thought of spring
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#81
An altered look about the hills
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#82
Whose are the little beds, I asked
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#83
Pigmy seraphs—gone astray
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#84
To hear an Oriole sing
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#85
The Oriole
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#86
In Shadow
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#87
A Route of Evanescence
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#88
The Skies can’t keep their secret! (191)
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#89
Who Robbed The Woods?
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#90
Two Butterflies went out at Noon— (533)
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#91
By The Sea
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#92
Arcturus is his other name (70)
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#93
An awful Tempest mashed the air
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#94
An everywhere of silver
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#95
A Bird came down the Walk (328)
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#96
A Narrow Fellow in the Grass
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#97
The Mushroom
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#98
There came a Wind like a Bugle
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#99
The Spider
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#100
I know a place where summer strives
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#101
The One who could repeat the Summer day
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#102
The wind tapped like a tired man
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#103
Nature rarer uses yellow
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#104
The Leaves like Women interchange (987)
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#105
How Happy Is The Little Stone
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#106
Storm
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#107
The Rat
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#108
Frequently the wood are pink (6)
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#109
The wind begun to rock the grass
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#110
South Winds jostle them
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#111
Where Ships of Purple—gently toss
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#112
She sweeps with many-colored brooms
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#113
Like Mighty Foot Lights—burned the Red
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#114
Bring me the sunset in a cup
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#115
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple (228)
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#116
My Cricket
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#117
As Imperceptibly as Grief
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#118
It can’t be ”Summer”! (221)
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#119
The Gentian weaves her fringes
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#120
God made a little Gentian (442)
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#121
Besides the Autumn poets sing (131)
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#122
The Blue Jay
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#123
Let Down The Bars, O Death!
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#124
Going to Heaven!
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#125
At least—to pray—is left—is left (502)
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#126
Epitaph
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#127
Morns like these—we parted
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#128
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
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#129
I read my sentence—steadily (412)
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#130
I Have Not Told My Garden Yet
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#131
They dropped like flakes
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#132
The only ghost I ever saw
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#133
Some, too fragile for winter winds
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#134
As by the dead we love to sit
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#135
Death sets a Thing significant
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#136
I went to heaven
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#137
Their Height in Heaven comforts not (696)
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#138
There is a Shame of Nobleness (551)
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#139
Triumph—may be of several kinds (455)
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#140
Pompless No Life Can Pass Away
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#141
I Noticed People Disappeared
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#142
I had no Cause to be awake (542)
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#143
If anybody’s friend be dead (509)
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#144
Our journey had advanced
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#145
Ample make this Bed
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#146
On such a night, or such a night
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#147
Essential Oils — are wrung
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#148
I lived on dread; to those who know
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#149
If I should die
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#150
Her final Summer was it
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#151
One need not be a chamber to be haunted
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#152
She died—this was the way she died
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#153
Wait till the Majesty of Death
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#154
Went Up A Year This Evening!
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#155
Requiem
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#156
What Inn is this
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#157
It was not Death, for I stood up (510)
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#158
I should not dare to leave my friend
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#159
Void
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#160
A throe upon the features (71)
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#161
Of Tribulation, these are They
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#162
I think just how my shape will rise
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#163
After a hundred years
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#164
Lay This Laurel On The One
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The Railway Train by Emily Dickinson

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Emily Dickinson

The Railway Train Annotated

I like to see it lap the miles
And lick the valleys up
And stop to feed itself at tanks
And then, prodigious, step

Around a pile of mountains
And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads
And then a quarry pare

To fit its sides, and crawl between
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza
Then chase itself down the hill

And neigh like Boanerges
Then, punctual as a star
Stop - docile and omnipotent
At its own stable door

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