892.1865.Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die 

892.1865.Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die 

Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born—

Several paragraphs from TPB:

“Another intriguing thing about this poem is that we don’t know if it is complete, or unfinished. Thomas Johnson describes it as being a ‘pencilled scrap, a jotting perhaps intended for future use.’ Was it? Or is it complete as is? What do you think?

“I found an article online by David Lehman in which he talks about a poetry contest in which poets were asked to use these lines as the first two of a quatrain. Lehman writes,

“Here’s my try,

“Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born—
Still can’t do what you can do
within some cloud of form.

“Okay, now you.

-/)dam l)eGraff”

 

Anonymous

“Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born—
Talk secretly to each other’s Ears
through the cracks in Time’s Walls

nateApril 12, 2026 at 10:57 AM

“Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born—
But mind the wilds of paradise—
For sign of ancestor

Tom CApril 12, 2026

“Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born—
They walk upon the floor of Sea
Where — silver Fins — do earn

AnonymousMay 31, 2026

“Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born—
Whose golden crowns forever shine,
Whose purple – never worn –

Larry BNovember 3, 2026 at 10:28 AM

Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born—
I tell myself that I don’t care
But save each scrap of line:

My imagined letter from ED to Vinnie:

“Thanks Vinnie,

You burned my letters as I asked, but I left it up to you whether to burn my poems. You didn’t and I’m glad.

Affectionately,
Emily

891.1864. I learned—at least—what Home could be—

891.1864. I learned—at least—what Home could be—

I learned—at least—what Home could be—
How ignorant I had been
Of pretty ways of Covenant—
How awkward at the Hymn

Round our new Fireside—but for this—
This pattern—of the Way—
Whose Memory drowns me, like the Dip
Of a Celestial Sea—

What Mornings in our Garden—guessed—
What Bees—for us—to hum—
With only Birds to interrupt
The Ripple of our Theme—

And Task for Both—
When Play be done—
Your Problem—of the Brain—
And mine—some foolisher effect—
A Ruffle—or a Tune—

The Afternoons—Together spent—
And Twilight—in the Lanes—
Some ministry to poorer lives—
Seen poorest—thro’ our gains—

And then Return—and Night—and Home—

And then away to You to pass—
A new—diviner—care—
Till Sunrise take us back to Scene—
Transmuted—Vivider—

This seems a Home—
And Home is not—
But what that Place could be—
Afflicts me—as a Setting Sun—
Where Dawn—knows how to be—
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My interpretation of F891:

STANZA 1 – ED begins by saying “I learned – at least – what Home could be” and also “How ignorant I had been” of what a home could be. She’s trying to put a positive spin on an experience that, if timing had allowed, might have been more rewarding.

Two words, “Covenant” and “Hymn”, set a religious tone for this poem. “A covenant is a relational, loyalty-based pledge that binds the parties themselves and is based on trust.” Think marriage vows.

“A hymn is a religious song written for the purpose of adoration, prayer, or praise, typically addressed to a deity, gods, or a sacred figure.” (Google AI).  ED had felt awkward singing hymns until she experienced a “Covenant” with “You” [Line 22].

STANZA 2 – tells us the time and power of ED’S experience.

ED’s new “pretty ways of Covenant” allow her to “unawkwardly” sing “Hymns // Round our new Fireside”. Lines 7-8, “Whose Memory drowns me, like the Dip / Of a Celestial Sea –” lets us know that ED is writing from “Memory”, after the experience, and that the experience felt heavenly, like drowning in the Milky Way.

STANZA 3 – informs us that ED is guessing “What Mornings in our Garden” would be like: “What Bees – for us – to hum – / With only Birds to interrupt”. ED knows she “guessed” this experience.

STANZA 4 – ED imagines what tasks her partner and she would do after their morning “Play be done”. Her partner would solve a “Problem – of the Brain – / And mine – some foolisher effect -”

STANZA 5 – reveals that the couple’s “Afternoons – together spent – / And Twilight – in the Lanes –”. And, important biographically, they give “Some ministry to poorer lives”. For me, this “ministry” line and the “Covenant” and “Hymns” of Stanza 1 are compelling evidence that ED’s partner is a minister.

STANZA 6 – segues back to home: “And then Return – and Night – and Home -”.

STANZA 7 – modestly lets us know their sex life is wonderful: “And then away to You to pass – / A new – diviner – Care – / Till Sunrise take us back to Scene -”

STANZA 8  – ED explains that her poem is the life she wished she had had if only she had been “Empress of Calvary” (F194, ‘Title divine is mine’) or the “Queen of Calvary” (F347, ‘I dreaded that first Robin, so’). “Calvary” was the code name of Reverend Charles Wadsworth.

But ED is not crazy; she knows she is not Mrs. Charles Wadsworth. Her life is what it is, at Homestead, with her sister and parents:

“This seems a Home – And Home is not –
But what that Place could be –
Afflicts me – as a Setting Sun –
Where Dawn – knows how to be –”

 

This poem made me cry – my home was like ED’s, except we weren’t rich.

890.1864. A Coffin — is a small Domain

890.1864. A Coffin — is a small Domain.LSB

A Coffin — is a small Domain,
Yet able to contain
A Citizen {Rudiment} of Paradise
In it’s diminished Plane.

A Grave — is a restricted {an inferior} Breadth —
Yet ampler than the Sun —
And all the Seas He [Sun] populates
And Lands He looks upon

To Him [a person] who on its small {low} Repose
Bestows {Conferred} a single Friend —
Circumference without Relief —
Or Estimate — or End —
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My interpretation of F890B

Stanza 1.

A Coffin — is a small Domain,
Yet able to contain
A Citizen of Paradise
In it diminished Plane.

S1.

A coffin is a small domain, yet it is able to contain a person of great stature in its small frame.

Stanza 2.

A Grave — is a restricted Breadth —
Yet ampler than the Sun —small
And all the Seas He [Sun] populates
And Lands He looks upon

S2.

A grave may be restricted in size but the person in it may be bigger than the sun, the sea, and all the land the sun shines on.

Stanza 3.

To Him who on its small Repose
Bestows a single Friend —
Circumference without Relief —
Or Estimate — or End —

S3. Anyone who puts a friend in a coffin may obsess in painful circles without relief, or measure, or end.

In toto:

A coffin is a small domain, yet it is able to contain a person of great stature in its diminished frame. A grave may be restricted in size but the person in it may be bigger than the sun, the sea, and all the land the sun shines on. Anyone who puts a friend in a coffin may obsess in circles without relief, or measure, or end.
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ED Lexicon gives 13 definitions for “circumference”. I think “Circumference” in Line 7 could fit Def. 1e, “going around in circles:

  1. Navigation; circuit; circular motion; journey in a circular pattern; going around in circles; [fig.] wandering; migration; flight of departure and returning.
  2. Horizon; periphery; the girth of the world; the circle of the earth’s globe; the whole circular surface of the earth including the sea and the land.
  3. Zone; area; boundary; restriction; constraint; restraint; demarcation; delimitation; outer limit; the space included within a circle; [fig.] mortality; a lifetime; a succession of events; cycles of nature, mortality, and earth life.
  4. Eternity; the ultimate reality; the life beyond; the all-encompassing circle of existence.
  5. Edge of the sky; atmosphere which surrounds the earth; the sky as it encircles the globe; the cycles of air, wind, and clouds; the air currents which carry creatures in flight; the relationship of the earth to the sun.
  6. Influence; sphere of action; [fig.] periphrasis [indirectness]; circumlocution; metaphorical extensions; lines of poetry; text in relation to context; connections that go beyond words; words as symbols for aspects of existence; meanings that lie within the limits of words; [fig.] polysemy; semantic connotations that go beyond the core meaning of a word (OED founder Richard Trench explains that synonyms are circles “with the same centre and the same circumference”); [metaphor] experience; reality; enlightenment; intelligence; revelation; inspiration; wisdom.
  7. Perimeter; geometric line that bounds a circle; a single curved line that forms an encompassing boundary; the finite line that goes around in 360 degrees; the whole area enclosed by a circular line or spherical limit; the whole exterior surface of a round body; [fig.] experience; frontier; outlook.
  8. Finitude; reality; exact dimensions of life; irrefutable aspects of reality; indisputable facts of existence; [paradox] infinitude; countless lines, planes, degrees, arcs, angles, diameters, projections, intersections, and repetitions of circles from a finite point.
  9. Skull; round body; globe; spherical container.
  10. Border; margin; diameter; [fig.] arc of space; projection linking separate entities; line connecting a single being to an experience in a certain place; [metaphor] memory; music beyond words; communication beyond eloquence.
  11. Perspective; view; vista; ability to protract an infinite number of concentric circles from one specific point; [fig.] greater understanding; elevated awareness; broader view; expanded perception of life.
  12. Comprehension; understanding; [personification] wonderful companion; cause of respect, admiration, and amazement.
  13. Circumspection; discretion; cautiousness; secret realm; hidden core; inner vision; center of being; different way of perceiving.
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ED composed 16 “Circumference Poems”:

#           F #        Year     Title
1           283      1862    I should have been too glad, I see—
2           571      1863    Two Butterflies went out at Noon
3           601      1863    When Bells stop ringing – Church – begins –
4           610      1863    From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
5           633      1863    I saw no Way – The Heavens were stitched –
6           653      1863    No Crowd that has occurred
7           669      1863    An ignorance a Sunset
8           833      1864    Pain – expands the Time –
9           853      1864    She staked Her Feathers – Gained an Arc –
10         890      1864    A Coffin – is a small Domain
11         930      1865    The Poets light but Lamps –
12         1067    1865    Crisis is a Hair
13         1099    1865    At Half past Three, a single Bird
14         1297    1873    A Single Clover Plank
15         1636    1884    Circumference thou Bride of Awe
16         1730    ????     His mind of man, a secret makes

Susan Dickinson transcribed this and ED’s manuscript is lost, so there is no date based on ED’s handwriting.

889.1864.Such is the Force of Happiness—

889.1864.Such is the Force of Happiness—

Such is the Force of Happiness—
The Least—can lift a Ton
Assisted by its stimulus—

Who Misery—sustain—
No Sinew can afford—
The Cargo of Themselves—
Too infinite for Consciousness’
Slow capabilities.
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My interpretation of F889.

I prefer both of ED’s alternates, “Strength” instead of “Force” (Line 1) because Stanza 2 describes weakness and “Benumbed abilities” in Line 8 because misery numbs the soul:

Such is the {Strength} of Happiness—
The Least—can lift a Ton
Assisted by its stimulus—

Who Misery—sustain—
No Sinew can afford—
The Cargo of Themselves—
Too infinite for Consciousness’
{Benumbed abilities} –

Happiness allows a meagre soul to accomplish miracles, but misery “benumbs” the soul so much that life seems too hard to continue.

888.1864.’Twould ease – a Butterfly –

888.1864.’Twould ease – a Butterfly –

‘Twould ease – a Butterfly –
Elate – a Bee –
Thou’rt neither –
Neither – thy capacity –

But, Blossom, were I,
I would rather be
Thy moment
Than a Bee’s Eternity –

Content of fading
Is enough for me –
Fade I unto Divinity –

And Dying – Lifetime –
Ample as the Eye –
Her least attention raise on me –
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An interpretation of F888, ‘’Twould ease – a Butterfly –’

Stanza 1

‘Twould ease – a Butterfly –
Elate – a Bee –
Thou’rt neither –
Neither – thy capacity –

S1.

A blossom would ease a butterfly, elate a bee, but you are neither, you can’t fly or feed on flowers.

Stanza 2.

But, Blossom, were I,
I would rather be
Thy moment
Than a Bee’s Eternity –

S2

But, if I were a blossom, I would rather be visited by you for only a moment, than by a bee for all eternity.

Stanza 3.

Content of fading
Is enough for me –
Fade I unto Divinity –

S3

If you did visit my blossom, that would be enough for me, even if I then faded into divinity.

Stanza 4

And Dying – Lifetime –
Ample as the Eye –
Her least attention raise on me –

S4.

And as I died, my lifetime would have been ample if your eye had given me the least attention.
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A blossom would ease a butterfly, elate a bee, but you are neither, you can’t fly or feed on flowers. But, if I were a blossom, I would rather be visited by you for only a moment, than by a bee for all eternity.

If you did visit my blossom, that would be enough for me, even if I then faded into divinity. And as I died, my lifetime would have been ample if your eye had given me the least attention.

887.1864.Severer Service of myself

887.1864.Severer Service of myself

Severer Service of myself
I—hastened to demand
To fill the awful Vacuum
Your life had left behind—

I worried Nature with my Wheels
When Hers had ceased to run—
When she had put away Her Work
My own had just begun.

I strove to weary Brain and Bone—
To harass to fatigue
The glittering Retinue of nerves—
Vitality to clog

To some dull comfort Those obtain
Who put a Head away
They knew the Hair to—
And forget the color of the Day—

Affliction would not be appeased—
The Darkness braced as firm
As all my stratagem had been
The Midnight to confirm—

No Drug for Consciousness—can be—
Alternative to die
Is Nature’s only Pharmacy
For Being’s Malady—
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My interpretation F887, ‘ Severer Service of myself’, with ED’s alternate words in Lines 3, 16, 18 in curly brackets. I prefer her originals in each case:

Stanza 1.

Severer Service of myself
I—hastened to demand
To fill the awful Vacuum {Longitude}
Your life had left behind—

S1.

After you left, I hastened to demand severer effort of myself to fill the awful vacuum you had left behind.

Stanza 2.

I worried Nature with my Wheels
When Hers had ceased to run—
When she had put away Her Work
My own had just begun.

S2.

I twiddled with my time. Even when my body told me to sleep, I wrote poems into the night.

Stanza 3.

I strove to weary Brain and Bone—
To harass to fatigue
The glittering Retinue of nerves—
Vitality to clog

S3.

I tried to push my brain and body beyond fatigue, I tried to clog the vitality of my busy nerves.

Stanza 4.

To some dull comfort Those obtain
Who put a Head away
They knew the Hair to—
And forget the color {figure} of the Day—

S4.

My tired brain refused to think; I could see the color of the hair but missed the color of the day.

Stanza 5.

Affliction would not be appeased—
The Darkness {Trouble} braced as firm
As all my stratagem had been
The Midnight to confirm—

S5.

But no matter how I tried, the blackness braced as firm. All my stratagem had simply confirmed that life is midnight.

Stanza 6.

No Drug for Consciousness—can be—
Alternative to die
Is Nature’s only Pharmacy
For Being’s Malady—

S6.

No laudanum can be an alternative to death, death is nature’s only solution to the misery of life.
………………………………………………………..

Combined stanza interpretations:

After you left, I hastened to demand severer effort of myself to fill the awful vacuum you had left behind. I wrote poems into the night, even when my body told me to sleep;  I pushed my brain and body beyond fatigue; I clogged the vitality of my busy nerves.

My tired brain refused to think; I could see the color of the hair but missed the color of the day. No matter how I tried, the blackness braced firm. All my stratagem had simply confirmed that life is midnight. No laudanum can be an alternative to death, death is nature’s only solution to the misery of life.

886.1864.Bereaved of all, I went abroad –

886.1864.Bereaved of all, I went abroad –

Bereaved of all, I went abroad –
No less bereaved was I
Opon a New Peninsula –
The Grave preceded me –

Obtained my Lodgings, ere myself
And when I sought my Bed –
The Grave it was reposed opon
The Pillow for my Head –

I waked, to find it first awake –
I rose – It followed me –
I tried to drop it in the Crowd –
To lose it in the Sea –

In Cups of artificial Drowse
To steep it’s shape away –
The Grave – was finished – but the Spade
Remained in Memory –
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Interpretation of F886, ‘Bereaved of all, I went abroad -’

‘Grave’ personified:

Stanza 1.

Bereaved of all, I went abroad –
No less bereaved was I
Opon a New Peninsula –
The Grave preceded me – [. . . Stanzas 1 and 2 are enjambed]

S1.

Bereaved of all, I went abroad but was no less bereaved on a new peninsula because Grave preceded me. . .

Stanza 2.

Obtained my Lodgings, ere myself
And when I sought my Bed –
The Grave it was reposed opon
The Pillow for my Head –

S2>

. . . and obtained my lodgings before I arrived. And when I sought my bed, Grave was asleep on my pillow.

Stanza 3.

I waked, to find it first awake –
I rose – It followed me –
I tried to drop it in the Crowd –
To lose it in the Sea –

S3.

I waked, to find Grave first awaked; I rose, he followed me. I tried to escape Grave in the crowd, to lose him in the sea; . . . [Stanza 3 and 4 are enjambed]

Stanza 4

In Cups of artificial Drowse
To steep it’s shape away –
The Grave – was finished – but the Spade
Remained in Memory –

S4.

. . . I drank cups of laudanum to steep Grave’s shape away. That finished Grave, but Spade remained in memory.
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Combining my interpretation lines:

Bereaved of all, I went abroad but was no less bereaved on a new peninsula because Grave preceded me and obtained my lodgings before I arrived. And when I sought my bed, Grave was asleep on my pillow.

I waked, to find Grave first awaked; I rose, he followed me. I tried to escape Grave in the crowd, to lose him in the sea, I drank cups of laudanum to steep Grave’s shape away. That finished Grave, but Spade remained in memory.