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Edited by
Ladywind7
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https://media.sas.upenn.edu/afilreis/88/dwell.mp3
I am smitten by this and wanted to share. I dwell in Possibility BY EMILY DICKINSON 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 |
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Like it
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That's really nice. The title kinda took me somewhere else. A parody of Stevie Nicks' "Leather and Lace". Give me your pleasure, take from me my pain.
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I do enjoy Emily Dickinson. The one you posted is brilliant.
Here's a favorite of mine. Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school, where children strove At recess, in the ring; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. Or rather, he passed us; The dews grew quivering and chill, For only gossamer my gown, My tippet only tulle. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity. |
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Ladywind,
" . . . to gather paradise. " - Go big Emmy!! Go get 'em, big Em! Thanks Ladywind for sharing Emily's work with us, tommy boy / Ireland |
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I am wondering if the pennsound mp3 worked? It does not on my part of the globe....
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Edited by
Dreadaye
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Fri 09/25/15 04:13 AM
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Sadly not from my end either:
This webpage is not available ERR_NAME_NOT_RESOLVED Fantastic reading nonetheless |
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lovely
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