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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, (340) by Emily Dickinson | Poetry ...

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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,. And Mourners to and fro. Kept treading - treading - till it seemed. That Sense was breaking through -. And when they all were seated,.

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280) - Poems | Academy of American ...

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Emily Dickinson was born on December 10, 1830, in Amherst, Massachusetts. She attended Mount Holyoke Female Seminary in South Hadley, but only for one  ...

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain - Shmoop

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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain by Emily Dickinson. I felt a Funeral, in my Brain Learning Guide by PhD students from Stanford, Harvard, Berkeley.

I felt a funeral in my brain - Academic Home Page

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Feb 25, 2009 ... I felt a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it seemed. That sense was breaking through. And when they all ...

On 280 ("I felt a Funeral, in my Brain") - English

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340 I felt a funeral in my brain. MANUSCRI PT: About summer 1862, in Fascicle 16 (H 53). I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro. Kept treading ...

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, (340) : Poetry Out Loud

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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro. Kept treading - treading - till it seemed. That Sense was breaking through - And when they all were seated,

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Dec 8, 2013 ... a college prof explains Emily Dickinson's poem Part 2 here: https://www.youtube. com/watch?v=q6B6nCnpc0U.

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain | Poetry In Voice

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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,. And Mourners to and fro. Kept treading — treading — till it seemed. That Sense was breaking through —. And when they all were ...

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, - Dickinson Electronic Archives

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What my project attempts to demonstrate is how Dickinson's project can be represented in typology by editing one poem, "I felt a Funeral, in my Brain" (P 280 of ...

112. “I felt a funeral in my brain.” Part Four: Time and Eternity ...

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I FELT a funeral in my brain,. And mourners, to and fro,. Kept treading, treading, till it seemed. That sense was breaking through. And when they all were seated, ...