Poetry
Quotes
Come Slowly, Eden!
Come slowly, Eden! lips unused to thee, Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee, Reaching late his flower, Round her chamber hums, Counts his nectars --enters, And is lost in balms! Poem by Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson poems
Death Sets a ThingDid the Harebell Loose Her Girdle
Escape is such a thankful Word
