Date: 1890

"Have you got a brook in your little heart, / Where bashful flowers blow, / And blushing birds go down to drink, / And shadows tremble so?"

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1890

"The wizard-fingers never rest, / The purple brook within the breast / Still chafes its narrow bed."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1890

"We noticed smallest things, / Things overlooked before, / By this great light upon our  minds / Italicized, as 't were."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1890

"The sweeping up the heart, / And putting love away / We shall not want to use again / Until eternity."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1890

"No rack can torture me, / My  soul's at liberty."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1890

"Except thyself may be / Thine enemy; / Captivity is consciousness, / So 's liberty."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1890

"The soul selects her own society, / Then shuts the door; / On her divine majority / Obtrude no more."

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

Date: 1891

"So those high orthodoxies came to be / Quick seeds in me of heterodox opinion, / And, ere I wist, my thoughts were all at sea, / And drifted, holden by no wise dominion."

— Smith, Walter Chalmers (1824-1908)

Date: 1891

"In him there was a faith serene and strong, / In me an unrest, like the rush of water"

— Smith, Walter Chalmers (1824-1908)

Date: 1891

"Yet in his stern creed lay a tender heart, / The husk o'erlaid a wealth of human kindness / And love, that fain their wisdom would impart / To purge the young soul of its earthly blindness"

— Smith, Walter Chalmers (1824-1908)