Emily Dickinson Quotes:
Ocupation: Poet
Life: December 10, 1830 - May 15, 1886
Birthday: December 10
Death: May 15
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again, And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now, And deck thee with holly's sheen, That, when December blights thy brow, He still may leave thy garland green.
topic: Summer, Sweet, Spring, Briars, Garlands, Blight, Wild Roses, Wreaths
