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Poems and letters of Emily Dickinson

Label
Poems and letters of Emily Dickinson
Title
Poems and letters of Emily Dickinson
Creator
Contributor
Performer
Subject
Genre
Language
eng
Cataloging source
DLC
http://library.link/vocab/creatorDate
1830-1886
http://library.link/vocab/creatorName
Dickinson, Emily
Format of music
not applicable
Literary text for sound recordings
poetry
Music parts
not applicable
PerformerNote
Read by Julie Harris
http://library.link/vocab/relatedWorkOrContributorDate
1925-2013,
http://library.link/vocab/relatedWorkOrContributorName
Harris, Julie
Label
Poems and letters of Emily Dickinson
Instantiates
Publication
Note
  • Program notes on container
  • I never saw a moor. To fight aloud is very brave. Letter to Dr. and Mrs. J. G. Holland, summer 1862. Because I could not stop for death. A toad can die of light! Letter to Maria Whitney, summer 1883. I heard a fly buzz when I died. I like to see it lap the miles. Letter to Louise and Frances Norcross, early July 1879.--Before I got my eye put out. To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee. A narrow fellow in the grass. Letter to Sally Jenkins, late Dec. 1880. A bird came down the walk. What soft, cherubic creatures. I taste a liquor never brewed.--Besides the autumn poets sing. The heart asks pleasure first. The sky is low, the clouds are mean. There's a certain slant of light. Letter to Susan Gilbert Dickinson, early Oct. 1883. I felt a funeral in my brain. Letter to Mrs. J. G. Holland, early June 1884.--After great pain a formal feeling comes--I dwell in possibility
Carrier category
unspecified
Carrier category code
  • zu
Carrier MARC source
rdacarrier
Color
mixed
Content category
spoken word
Content type code
  • spw
Content type MARC source
rdacontent
Contents
This is my letter to the world. The soul selects her own society. Pain has an element of blank. Hope is the thing with feathers. I'm nobody! Who are you? Letter to T. W. Higginson, 15 April 1862.--If you were coming in the fall. My river runs to thee. Letter to Higginson, 25 April 1862. I reason, earth is short. I never lost as much but twice. Letter to John L Graves, late April 1856.--I died for beauty, but was scarce. There came a wind like a bugle. Safe in their alabaster chambers. I years had been from home. Love is anterior to life. Letter to Otis P. Lord, 3 Dec. 1882. I cannot live with you. My life closed twice before its close
Control code
275034
Dimensions
12 in
Extent
1 disc.
Lccn
r 61000082
Media category
audio
Media MARC source
rdamedia
Media type code
  • s
Other physical details
33 1/3 rpm. monophonic
Physical medium
synthetic
Publisher number
TC-1119
Specific material designation
planetary or lunar globe
Label
Poems and letters of Emily Dickinson
Publication
Note
  • Program notes on container
  • I never saw a moor. To fight aloud is very brave. Letter to Dr. and Mrs. J. G. Holland, summer 1862. Because I could not stop for death. A toad can die of light! Letter to Maria Whitney, summer 1883. I heard a fly buzz when I died. I like to see it lap the miles. Letter to Louise and Frances Norcross, early July 1879.--Before I got my eye put out. To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee. A narrow fellow in the grass. Letter to Sally Jenkins, late Dec. 1880. A bird came down the walk. What soft, cherubic creatures. I taste a liquor never brewed.--Besides the autumn poets sing. The heart asks pleasure first. The sky is low, the clouds are mean. There's a certain slant of light. Letter to Susan Gilbert Dickinson, early Oct. 1883. I felt a funeral in my brain. Letter to Mrs. J. G. Holland, early June 1884.--After great pain a formal feeling comes--I dwell in possibility
Carrier category
unspecified
Carrier category code
  • zu
Carrier MARC source
rdacarrier
Color
mixed
Content category
spoken word
Content type code
  • spw
Content type MARC source
rdacontent
Contents
This is my letter to the world. The soul selects her own society. Pain has an element of blank. Hope is the thing with feathers. I'm nobody! Who are you? Letter to T. W. Higginson, 15 April 1862.--If you were coming in the fall. My river runs to thee. Letter to Higginson, 25 April 1862. I reason, earth is short. I never lost as much but twice. Letter to John L Graves, late April 1856.--I died for beauty, but was scarce. There came a wind like a bugle. Safe in their alabaster chambers. I years had been from home. Love is anterior to life. Letter to Otis P. Lord, 3 Dec. 1882. I cannot live with you. My life closed twice before its close
Control code
275034
Dimensions
12 in
Extent
1 disc.
Lccn
r 61000082
Media category
audio
Media MARC source
rdamedia
Media type code
  • s
Other physical details
33 1/3 rpm. monophonic
Physical medium
synthetic
Publisher number
TC-1119
Specific material designation
planetary or lunar globe

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