![rw-book-cover](https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51ahBYdw1KL._SL200_.jpg) ## Metadata - Author: [[Emily Dickinson]] - Full Title: Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete - Category: #books ## Highlights - Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself, Its infinite realms contain Its past, enlightened to perceive New periods of pain. ([Location 100](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B002RKR9F0&location=100)) - He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy days, And this bequest of wings Was but a book. What liberty A loosened spirit brings! ([Location 107](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B002RKR9F0&location=107))