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The RSS feed of the Latest 10 Emily Dickinson articles at Classic Poetry -> Writers-Network.comenWho is it seeks my Pillow Nights --
Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights --With plain inspecting face --"Did you" or "Did you not," to ask --'Tis "Conscience" -- Childhood's Nurse --With Martial Hand she strokes the HairUpon my wincing HeadWho is the East?
Who is the East?The Yellow ManWho may be Purple if He canThat carries in the Sun.Who is the West?The Purple ManWho may be Yellow if He canThat lets Him out again.Who never lost, are unprepared
Who never lost, are unpreparedA Coronet to find!Who never thirstedFlagons, and Cooling Tamarind!Who never climbed the weary league --Can such a foot exploreThe purple territoriesOn Pizarro's shore?HowWho never wanted -- maddest Joy
Who never wanted -- maddest JoyRemains to him unknown --The Banquet of AbstemiousnessDefaces that of Wine --Within its reach, though yet ungraspedDesire's perfect Goal --No nearer -- lest the Actual -Who occupies this House?
Who occupies this House?A Stranger I must judgeSince No one know His Circumstance --'Tis well the name and ageAre writ upon the DoorOr I should fear to pauseWhere not so much as Honest DogApproach encWho saw no Sunrise cannot say
Who saw no Sunrise cannot sayThe Countenance 'twould be.Who guess at seeing, guess at lossOf the Ability.The Emigrant of Light, it isAfflicted for the Day.The Blindness that beheld and blest --And couWho were "the Father and the Son"
Who were "the Father and the Son"We pondered when a child,And what had they to do with usAnd when portentous toldWith inference appallingBy Childhood fortifiedWe thought, at least they are no worseThaWhoever disenchants
Whoever disenchantsA single Human soulBy failure of irreverenceIs guilty of the whole.As guileless as a BirdAs graphic as a starTill the suggestion sinisterThings are not what they are --Whole Gulfs -- of Red, and Fleets -- of Red
Whole Gulfs -- of Red, and Fleets -- of Red --And Crews -- of solid Blood --Did place upon the West -- Tonight --As 'twere specific Ground --And They -- appointed Creatures --In Authorized Arrays --DuWhose are the little beds, I asked
Whose are the little beds, I askedWhich in the valleys lie?Some shook their heads, and others smiled --And no one made reply.Perhaps they did not hear, I said,I will inquire again --Whose are the beds