Emily Dickinson: Fascicle 6

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Poem 13 (J 78: 1830-1886)

1:
A poor torn heart a tattered heart
A poor torn heart a tattered heart
A poor torn heart , a tattered heart ,
A poor torn Heart a tattered heart ,
A poor torn heart , a tattered heart ,
2:
That sat it down to rest
That sat it down to rest
That sat it down to rest ,
That sat it down to rest
That sat it down to rest ,
3:
Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day
Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day
Nor noticed that the ebbing day
Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day
Nor noticed that the ebbing day
4:
Flowed silver to the west
Flowed silver to the West
Flowed silver to the west ,
Flowed silver to the west ;
Flowed silver to the west ,
5:
Nor noticed night did soft descend
Nor noticed Night did soft descend
Nor noticed night did soft descend
Nor noticed night did soft descend
Nor noticed night did soft descend
6:
Nor Constellation burn
Nor Constellation burn
Nor constellation burn ,
Nor Constellation burn
Nor constellation burn ,
7:
Intent upon the vision
Intent upon the vision
Intent upon the vision
Intent upon the vision
Intent upon the vision
8:
Of latitudes unknown .
Of latitudes unknown .
Of latitudes unknown .
Of Latitudes unknown
Of latitudes unknown .
9:
The angels happening that way
The angels happening that way
The angels , happening that way ,
The Angels , happening that way
The angels , happening that way ,
10:
This dusty heart Espied
This dusty heart espied
This dusty heart espied ;
This dusty heart Espied
This dusty heart espied ;
11:
Tenderly took it up from toil
Tenderly took it up from toil
Tenderly took it up from toil
Tenderly took it up from toil ,
Tenderly took it up from toil
12:
And carried it to God
And carried it to God
And carried it to God .
And carried it to God
And carried it to God .
13:
There sandals for the Barefoot
There sandals for the Barefoot
There ,— sandals for the barefoot ;
There sandals for the Barefoot
There ,— sandals for the barefoot ;
14:
There gathered from the gales
There gathered from the gales
There ,— gathered from the gales ,
There gathered from the gales
There ,— gathered from the gales ,
15:
Do the blue havens by the hand
Do the blue havens by the hand
Do the blue havens by the hand
Do the blue Havens by the hand
Do the blue havens by the hand
16:
Lead the wandering Sails .
Lead the wandering Sails .
Lead the wandering sails .
Lead the wandering sails .
Lead the wandering sails .
Image Map for Original Poem 13 A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the west— Flowed silver to the west— Nor noticed night did soft descend— Nor noticed night did soft descend— Nor Constellation burn— Nor Constellation burn— Of latitudes unknown. Of latitudes unknown. The angels— happening that way The angels— happening that way The angels— happening that way This dusty heart Espied— This dusty heart Espied— Tenderly took it up from toil And carried it to God— There— sandals for the Barefoot— There— sandals for the Barefoot— There— sandals for the Barefoot— There— gathered from the gales— There— gathered from the gales— Do the blue havens by the hand Lead the wandering Sails
Image Map for Centenary Edition of Poem 13 Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: That sat it down to rest— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Original Dickinson: Flowed silver to the west— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: This dusty heart Espied— Original Dickinson: Tenderly took it up from toil Original Dickinson: And carried it to God— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: Do the blue havens by the hand Original Dickinson: Lead the wandering Sails
Image Map for Complete Poems of Poem 13 Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: That sat it down to rest— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Original Dickinson: Flowed silver to the west— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: This dusty heart Espied— Original Dickinson: Tenderly took it up from toil Original Dickinson: And carried it to God— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: Do the blue havens by the hand Original Dickinson: Lead the wandering Sails
Image Map for Emily Dickinson's letter to Susan Dickinson, containing Poem 13 Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: That sat it down to rest— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Original Dickinson: Flowed silver to the west— Original Dickinson: Flowed silver to the west— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: This dusty heart Espied— Original Dickinson: This dusty heart Espied— Original Dickinson: Tenderly took it up from toil Original Dickinson: And carried it to God— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: Do the blue havens by the hand Original Dickinson: Lead the wandering Sails
Image Map for Poems, Second Series of Poem 13 Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: A poor— torn heart— a tattered heart— Original Dickinson: That sat it down to rest— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Original Dickinson: Flowed silver to the west— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor noticed night did soft descend— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Nor Constellation burn— Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: Of latitudes unknown. Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: The angels— happening that way Original Dickinson: This dusty heart Espied— Original Dickinson: Tenderly took it up from toil Original Dickinson: And carried it to God— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— sandals for the Barefoot— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: There— gathered from the gales— Original Dickinson: Do the blue havens by the hand Original Dickinson: Lead the wandering Sails