Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

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Date Hits
07/25/2014 Friday 3546
65%
07/24/2014 Thursday 3808
70%
07/23/2014 Wednesday 4106
75%
07/22/2014 Tuesday 4166
76%
07/21/2014 Monday 4044
74%
07/20/2014 Sunday 3280
60%
07/19/2014 Saturday 3919
72%
07/18/2014 Friday 4202
77%
07/17/2014 Thursday 4762
87%
07/16/2014 Wednesday 3883
71%
07/15/2014 Tuesday 4010
73%
07/14/2014 Monday 4654
85%
07/13/2014 Sunday 4588
84%
07/12/2014 Saturday 4758
87%
07/11/2014 Friday 5427
100%
07/10/2014 Thursday 4187
77%
07/09/2014 Wednesday 3463
63%
07/08/2014 Tuesday 3393
62%
07/07/2014 Monday 4982
91%
07/06/2014 Sunday 5018
92%

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# Poem Title Submit Date Reader Rating Num.of MyPoemList’s
Rating Num.R.
1 "Hope" is the thing with feathers 01/13/2003 7.9 563 1,512
2 "Why do I love" You, Sir? 01/13/2003 6.3 404 666
3 "Faith" is a fine invention 01/13/2003 6.2 372 455
4 A Book 01/03/2003 6.8 291 275
5 "Nature" is what we see 01/13/2003 6.2 325 274
6 Because I could not stop for Death (712) 01/20/2003 7.4 134 274
7 "Heaven" has different Signs—to me 01/13/2003 6.0 323 245
8 "Heaven"—is what I cannot reach! 01/13/2003 5.8 354 233
9 A Bird Came Down 05/14/2001 5.9 267 200
10 "Arcturus" is his other name 01/13/2003 6.0 263 172
11 A Bird came down the Walk 01/13/2003 6.7 58 172
12 A Clock stopped 01/13/2003 5.7 84 156
13 'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said 01/13/2003 6.3 138 152
14 I'm nobody! Who are you? 05/15/2001 9.2 46 144
15 'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament 01/13/2003 6.0 214 142
16 A Charm invests a face 01/13/2003 5.6 231 142
17 "I want"—it pleaded—All its life 01/13/2003 5.5 216 140
18 "Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer 01/13/2003 5.5 226 131
19 "Unto Me?" I do not know you 01/13/2003 5.7 255 130
20 "Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me 01/13/2003 5.6 244 127
21 A Coffin—is a Small Domain 01/13/2003 5.9 295 109
22 A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's 05/14/2001 5.7 222 106
23 A Burdock—clawed my Gown 01/13/2003 5.5 245 106
24 If I can stop one heart from breaking, 05/15/2001 10.0 15 74
25 A Cloud withdrew from the Sky 01/13/2003 6.0 270 72
26 A Death blow is a Life blow to Some 01/13/2003 5.8 280 67
27 I Died For Beauty 01/03/2003 9.2 20 64
28 A Secret told 01/13/2003 5.6 109 64
29 A light exists in spring 05/14/2001 6.0 102 63
30 I heard a fly buzz when I died; 05/15/2001 9.3 16 60
31 A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink 01/13/2003 5.7 224 57
32 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart 01/13/2003 6.0 79 54
33 A narrow fellow in the grass 05/14/2001 6.0 82 53
34 I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280) 01/20/2003 9.2 9 51
35 A doubt if it be Us 01/13/2003 5.6 176 49
36 Success is Counted Sweetest 12/31/2002 7.3 53 47
37 A darting fear—a pomp—a tear 01/13/2003 5.4 228 47
38 A drop fell on the apple tree 05/14/2001 5.8 178 46
39 Hope is the thing with feathers 05/14/2001 7.5 16 46
40 After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341) 01/20/2003 5.9 92 45
41 A door just opened on a street 05/14/2001 5.6 187 43
42 After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes 05/14/2001 6.0 92 43
43 There's a certain Slant of light (258) 01/20/2003 8.3 9 43
44 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! 01/13/2003 5.5 203 42
45 I dwell in Possibility 01/13/2003 8.0 4 40
46 A fuzzy fellow, without feet 01/13/2003 6.1 76 40
47 Tell all the Truth but tell it slant 01/13/2003 8.8 8 37
48 A Lady red—amid the Hill 01/13/2003 5.8 85 37
49 A little road not made man 05/14/2001 5.9 87 37
50 A Prison gets to be a friend 01/13/2003 6.0 75 36
51 Heart! We will forget him! 01/13/2003 7.8 10 36
52 A loss of something ever felt I 01/13/2003 5.9 79 34
53 Wild Nights! Wild Nights! 12/31/2002 9.1 12 34
54 Ample make this bed. 05/14/2001 6.5 91 33
55 The Soul Selects Her Own Society 01/03/2003 9.0 5 33
56 A happy lip—breaks sudden 01/13/2003 5.9 90 33
57 A little East of Jordan 01/13/2003 5.6 75 33
58 A Wounded Deer—leaps highest 01/13/2003 5.9 69 33
59 All but Death, can be Adjusted 01/13/2003 6.1 77 32
60 I like a look of Agony 01/13/2003 8.6 7 32
61 Wild Nights—Wild Nights! 01/13/2003 9.9 7 32
62 A feather from the Whippoorwill 01/13/2003 5.7 83 32
63 Much Madness is divinest Sense 01/03/2003 7.5 13 32
64 I taste a liquor never brewed 05/15/2001 7.3 8 32
65 A House upon the Height 01/13/2003 5.9 72 31
66 A something in a summer's Day 01/13/2003 5.9 65 31
67 A little Road—not made of Man 01/13/2003 5.6 11 30
68 Tell All The Truth 01/03/2003 6.9 54 30
69 Death Leaves Us homesick, Who Behind 01/13/2003 6.3 125 30
70 A Man may make a Remark 01/13/2003 5.7 81 29
71 A Route of Evanescence 01/03/2003 5.8 75 28
72 A shady friend for torrid days 05/14/2001 5.5 65 28
73 A long, long sleep, a famous sleep 05/14/2001 5.6 82 28
74 A slash of Blue 01/13/2003 5.9 62 28
75 A Murmur in the Trees—to note 01/13/2003 5.8 76 27
76 A little bread—a crust—a crumb 01/13/2003 5.7 81 27
77 Ah, Moon—and Star! 01/01/2004 5.9 73 27
78 My life closed twice 01/03/2003 9.9 10 26
79 I measure every Grief I meet (561) 01/20/2003 10.0 9 26
80 Absence disembodies—so does Death 01/01/2004 5.7 76 26
81 A sepal, petal, and a thorn 01/13/2003 6.0 72 26
82 A first Mute Coming 01/13/2003 5.9 66 26
83 A precious—mouldering pleasure 01/01/2004 5.8 78 26
84 A long—long Sleep—A famous—Sleep 01/13/2003 6.2 6 25
85 Apparently with no Surprise 01/03/2003 5.3 76 25
86 A Wife—at daybreak I shall be 01/13/2003 5.7 85 25
87 I cannot live with You (No. 640) 01/20/2003 8.0 5 25
88 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? 01/13/2003 5.6 98 25
89 I Never Saw a Moor 01/03/2003 8.9 10 24
90 A Night—there lay the Days between 01/13/2003 5.8 92 24
91 Dying (I heard a fly buzz when I died) 01/01/2004 6.0 46 24
92 My life closed twice before its close; 05/15/2001 8.1 8 23
93 A Shade upon the mind there passes 01/13/2003 5.7 69 23
94 My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun 01/13/2003 6.7 12 22
95 Why do I love You, Sir? 01/01/2004 9.4 9 22
96 A thought went up my mind to-day 05/14/2001 5.7 56 22
97 I died for beauty but was scarce 05/15/2001 7.7 6 21
98 Some Keep the Sabbath Going to Church 01/03/2003 9.0 11 21
99 Alone, I cannot be 01/13/2003 5.6 72 21
100 This is my letter to the world, 05/15/2001 7.7 3 21
101 A nearness to Tremendousness 01/13/2003 5.6 89 21
102 Abraham to Kill Him 01/03/2003 5.5 74 21
103 If you were coming in the fall, 05/15/2001 8.5 6 21
104 After a hundred years 05/14/2001 5.5 77 21
105 All the letters I can write 01/13/2003 5.7 94 21
106 A Mien to move a Queen 01/13/2003 5.7 79 20
107 A Moth the hue of this 01/13/2003 5.7 85 20
108 Heart, We Will Forget Him 01/03/2003 9.4 5 20
109 Again—his voice is at the door 01/13/2003 5.8 73 20
110 Always Mine! 01/13/2003 5.6 71 19
111 This was a Poet—It is That 01/13/2003 -- 0 19
112 A science—so the Savants say 01/13/2003 5.7 66 19
113 A Planted Life—diversified 01/13/2003 5.2 98 19
114 A toad can die of light! 01/01/2004 5.5 55 19
115 A Tongue—to tell Him I am true! 01/01/2004 5.6 54 19
116 A Solemn thing within the Soul 01/13/2003 5.6 64 19
117 Behind Me—dips Eternity 01/13/2003 5.5 63 18
118 The Brain—is wider than the Sky 01/01/2004 9.4 9 18
119 A shady friend—for Torrid days 01/13/2003 1.0 1 18
120 To make a prairie (1755) 01/20/2003 6.3 25 17
121 As imperceptibly as Grief 01/13/2003 5.6 84 17
122 Death is a Dialogue between 01/13/2003 5.7 66 17
123 Angels, in the early morning 01/13/2003 5.2 97 17
124 A throe upon the features 01/13/2003 5.5 63 17
125 Chartless 01/03/2003 5.5 64 17
126 Nature is what we see— 01/01/2004 9.6 8 17
127 Dying! Dying in the night! 01/13/2003 5.8 73 16
128 Beauty—be not caused—It Is 01/13/2003 6.2 77 16
129 We Grow Accustomed to the Dark 01/03/2003 9.3 11 16
130 As by the dead we love to sit 01/13/2003 5.4 72 16
131 Water, is taught by thirst 01/13/2003 5.9 11 16
132 I like to see it lap the miles, 05/15/2001 9.6 5 16
133 Bring me the sunset in a cup 01/13/2003 5.6 57 16
134 Had I presumed to hope 01/13/2003 4.0 1 16
135 There is no frigate like a book 05/15/2001 6.7 3 16
136 I gave myself to Him 01/13/2003 6.0 2 15
137 The bustle in a house 12/31/2002 5.8 32 15
138 Crumbling is not an instant's Act 01/13/2003 5.9 58 15
139 Bee! I'm expecting you! 01/13/2003 5.7 71 15
140 There is another sky 01/13/2003 9.1 10 15
141 The Brain—is wider than the Sky 01/13/2003 8.3 8 15
142 A solemn thing—it was—I said 01/13/2003 5.5 65 15
143 A transport one cannot contain 01/13/2003 5.4 63 15
144 A still—Volcano—Life 01/01/2004 5.6 59 15
145 A single Screw of Flesh 01/13/2003 5.5 64 15
146 An English Breeze 05/14/2001 5.6 73 15
147 I reckon—when I count it all 01/01/2004 10.0 3 15
148 I’ll tell you how the sun rose 01/03/2003 8.7 7 14
149 Love—thou art high 01/13/2003 10.0 1 14
150 An altered look about the hills 01/13/2003 5.7 73 14
151 Death sets a Thing significant 01/13/2003 1.0 1 14
152 My life had stood 01/03/2003 10.0 2 14
153 An everywhere of silver 05/14/2001 5.5 68 14
154 Adrift! A little boat adrift! 01/13/2003 5.6 74 14
155 I felt a cleaving in my mind 05/15/2001 9.0 3 14
156 Have you got a Brook in your little heart 01/13/2003 8.8 5 14
157 A Visitor in Marl 01/13/2003 5.6 72 14
158 A Tooth upon Our Peace 01/13/2003 5.5 64 14
159 The bustle in a house 05/15/2001 8.1 9 13
160 Besides the Autumn poets sing 01/13/2003 5.4 82 13
161 Each life converges to some centre 05/14/2001 5.6 46 13
162 The heart asks pleasure first 05/15/2001 8.0 1 13
163 All I may, if small 01/13/2003 5.4 96 13
164 Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine 01/13/2003 5.8 72 13
165 My River runs to thee 01/13/2003 8.0 3 13
166 You left me—Sire—two Legacies 01/13/2003 5.9 22 13
167 All forgot for recollecting 01/13/2003 5.4 85 13
168 Love—is anterior to Life 01/13/2003 10.0 1 13
169 She dealt her pretty words like Blades 01/13/2003 -- 0 13
170 A Weight with Needles on the pounds 01/13/2003 5.5 76 13
171 Alter! When the Hills do 01/13/2003 5.5 70 13
172 Home 01/03/2003 8.0 2 13
173 To wait an Hour—is long 01/01/2004 6.9 30 13
174 God gave a loaf to every bird, 12/31/2002 7.5 6 13
175 One need not be a chamber to be haunted, 05/15/2001 10.0 1 13
176 It's all I have to bring today 01/13/2003 10.0 4 13
177 Come slowly—Eden! 01/01/2004 5.5 51 13
178 Good Morning—Midnight 01/01/2004 7.5 2 12
179 Could live—did live 01/01/2004 5.5 53 12
180 For Death—or rather 01/01/2004 5.7 42 12
181 Her breast is fit for pearls 01/13/2003 6.8 4 12
182 Fame is a bee 01/13/2003 5.8 57 12
183 I should not dare to leave my friend 01/13/2003 9.5 4 12
184 I started Early - Took my Dog 01/03/2003 8.7 7 12
185 Unable are the Loved to die 01/13/2003 6.6 14 12
186 Autumn—overlooked my Knitting 01/13/2003 5.5 66 12
187 He fumbles at your Soul 01/13/2003 7.0 2 12
188 I had no time to Hate 01/13/2003 2.5 2 12
189 Come Slowly 01/03/2003 5.1 51 12
190 The Soul has Bandaged moments 01/13/2003 -- 0 12
191 Death sets a thing of signigicant 05/14/2001 5.6 61 12
192 Safe in their alabaster chambers, 05/15/2001 -- 0 12
193 Answer July 01/13/2003 5.5 58 12
194 A South Wind—has a pathos 01/13/2003 5.5 55 12
195 Denial—is the only fact 01/13/2003 5.5 63 12
196 Will there really be a "Morning"? 01/13/2003 9.9 10 12
197 Delight becomes pictorial 05/14/2001 5.6 62 12
198 How happy is the little Stone 01/13/2003 8.8 5 12
199 You Taught Me Waiting With Myself 01/13/2003 5.2 80 12
200 An ignorance a Sunset 01/13/2003 5.6 77 12
201 As if some little Arctic flower 01/13/2003 5.5 72 12
202 They Shut Me Up in Prose 01/03/2003 10.0 1 12
203 All overgrown by cunning moss 01/13/2003 5.5 82 12
204 Bird 01/03/2003 5.8 72 12
205 For each ecstatic instant 05/14/2001 5.6 61 12
206 These are the days when Birds come back 01/13/2003 -- 0 12
207 Dreams—are well—but Waking's better 01/13/2003 5.5 52 12
208 Before you thought of spring, 05/14/2001 5.5 68 12
209 Fame is a fickle food (1659) 01/20/2003 5.8 70 11
210 Before the ice is in the pools 01/13/2003 5.5 65 11
211 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! 01/13/2003 5.6 52 11
212 All Circumstances are the Frame 01/13/2003 5.8 63 11
213 Bereavement in their death to feel 01/13/2003 5.4 62 11
214 Apology for Her 01/13/2003 5.5 86 11
215 Her final summer was it, 05/14/2001 8.0 2 11
216 An awful Tempest mashed the air 01/13/2003 5.6 73 11
217 You love me—you are sure 01/01/2004 5.5 11 11
218 Your Riches—taught me—Poverty 01/01/2004 5.6 63 11
219 You're right— 01/01/2004 5.3 87 11
220 My friend must be a Bird 01/13/2003 6.2 5 11
221 Nature rarer uses yellow 05/15/2001 7.2 4 11
222 First Robin 05/14/2001 5.7 56 11
223 Empty my Heart, of Thee 01/13/2003 5.3 32 11
224 He fumbles at your spirit 05/14/2001 8.8 4 11
225 Although I put away his life 01/13/2003 5.7 63 11
226 By The Sea 01/03/2003 5.6 69 11
227 As Everywhere of Silver 01/13/2003 5.5 66 11
228 Did Our Best Moment last 01/13/2003 5.4 76 11
229 At least—to pray—is left—is left 01/01/2004 5.7 69 11
230 'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! 01/13/2003 10.0 3 11
231 God permit industrious angels 05/14/2001 4.0 1 11
232 Ah, Teneriffe! 01/13/2003 5.6 81 11
233 And this of all my Hopes 01/13/2003 5.4 47 11
234 That I did always love 01/13/2003 5.9 23 11
235 I felt my life with both my hands 01/13/2003 -- 0 11
236 As plan for Noon and plan for Night 01/13/2003 5.6 74 11
237 Be Mine the Doom— 01/13/2003 5.5 67 11
238 All these my banners be 01/13/2003 5.5 82 11
239 Despair's advantage is achieved 01/13/2003 5.6 63 11
240 At last, to be identified! 01/13/2003 5.6 55 10
241 Garland for Queens, may be 01/13/2003 5.6 33 10
242 As far from pity, as complaint 01/13/2003 5.4 64 10
243 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt 01/01/2004 -- 0 10
244 By a flower—By a letter 01/01/2004 5.5 50 10
245 Life—is what we make of it 01/01/2004 1.0 1 10
246 Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? 01/13/2003 5.6 62 10
247 As if the Sea should part 01/13/2003 5.5 66 10
248 I hide myself within my flower 01/13/2003 4.6 5 10
249 I had no time to hate, because 05/15/2001 5.0 1 10
250 We learned the Whole of Love 01/13/2003 10.0 1 10
251 Further in Summer than the Birds 01/13/2003 5.6 31 10
252 How happy I was if I could forget 01/13/2003 8.6 5 10
253 It sifts from Leaden Sieves 01/13/2003 5.7 64 10
254 As Watchers hang upon the East 01/13/2003 5.4 71 10
255 I dreaded that first Robin, so 01/13/2003 -- 0 10
256 Dying! To be afraid of thee 01/13/2003 5.4 31 10
257 Ambition cannot find him 01/13/2003 5.6 72 10
258 I never lost as much but twice 01/13/2003 10.0 3 10
259 An Hour is a Sea 01/13/2003 5.2 77 10
260 Heaven is so far of the Mind 01/13/2003 7.0 2 10
261 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer 01/13/2003 5.5 85 10
262 Heaven is what I cannot reach! 05/14/2001 7.0 2 10
263 Given in Marriage unto Thee 01/13/2003 6.0 2 10
264 Absent Place—an April Day 01/13/2003 5.6 80 10
265 Bless God, he went as soldiers 01/13/2003 5.4 58 10
266 How far is it to Heaven? 01/13/2003 -- 0 10
267 Love—is that Later Thing than Death 01/13/2003 9.7 3 10
268 Some things that fly there be 01/13/2003 9.0 2 10
269 I had been hungry all the years- 05/15/2001 8.5 2 10
270 Fitter to see Him, I may be 01/13/2003 5.5 51 10
271 To fight aloud, is very brave 01/13/2003 6.0 5 10
272 Except the Heaven had come so near 01/13/2003 5.5 30 10
273 Could I but ride indefinite 01/13/2003 5.7 53 10
274 Delayed till she had ceased to know 01/13/2003 5.6 61 10
275 This World is not Conclusion 01/13/2003 10.0 1 10
276 I ment to find her when I came; 05/15/2001 10.0 2 10
277 Did the Harebell loose her girdle 01/13/2003 5.5 66 9
278 Did we disobey Him? 01/13/2003 5.5 70 9
279 As One does Sickness over 01/13/2003 5.7 65 9
280 Love—is anterior to Life 01/01/2004 8.0 1 9
281 Love—is that later Thing than Death 01/01/2004 6.0 1 9
282 I lost a World - the other day! 01/13/2003 9.7 3 9
283 Grief is a Mouse 01/13/2003 6.0 2 9
284 You said that I "was Great"—one Day 01/13/2003 -- 0 9
285 They say that 'time assuages, 05/15/2001 9.0 3 9
286 Arcturus 01/01/2004 5.6 65 9
287 You cannot put a Fire out 01/13/2003 10.0 3 9
288 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies 01/13/2003 5.5 64 9
289 Going to Heaven! 01/13/2003 4.0 1 9
290 I held a Jewel in my fingers 01/13/2003 6.2 5 9
291 Don't put up my Thread and Needle 01/13/2003 5.5 61 9
292 Crisis is a Hair 01/13/2003 5.7 53 9
293 Woodpecker, The 12/31/2002 10.0 3 9
294 God made a little Gentian 01/13/2003 7.5 2 9
295 The last Night that She lived 01/13/2003 8.0 1 9
296 I watched the Moon around the House (629) 01/20/2003 10.0 2 9
297 Glee—The great storm is over 01/01/2004 7.3 4 9
298 Had I not This, or This, I said 01/13/2003 6.0 1 9
299 Faith 01/01/2004 5.2 50 9
300 Nobody knows this little Rose 01/13/2003 6.8 5 9
301 Death is potential to that Man 01/13/2003 5.9 71 9
302 Would you like summer? Taste of ours 01/13/2003 10.0 3 9
303 Before I got my eye put out 01/13/2003 5.4 64 9
304 I know that He exists 01/13/2003 5.5 2 9
305 Away from Home are some and I— 01/01/2004 5.4 67 9
306 To fill a Gap 01/13/2003 10.0 1 9
307 Dust is the only Secret 01/13/2003 4.9 35 9
308 Departed to the judgment, 05/14/2001 5.6 62 9
309 Each Second is the last 01/13/2003 5.5 42 9
310 Doom is the House without the Door 01/13/2003 5.5 50 9
311 Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple 01/13/2003 5.5 60 9
312 He fought like those Who've nought to lose 01/13/2003 4.0 1 9
313 Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn 05/15/2001 -- 0 9
314 I Came to buy a smile—today 01/01/2004 8.0 5 9
315 Till Death—is narrow Loving 01/01/2004 -- 0 9
316 My Garden—like the Beach 01/01/2004 6.3 4 9
317 I am alive—I guess 01/01/2004 6.5 2 9
318 The Test of Love—is Death 01/01/2004 10.0 1 9
319 I cautious, scanned my little life 01/13/2003 6.0 1 9
320 Because the Bee may blameless hum 01/13/2003 5.5 70 9
321 It was not death, for I stood up, 05/15/2001 5.5 30 9
322 I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to 01/01/2004 9.3 3 8
323 Pain--has an Element of Blank-- 01/01/2004 9.0 1 8
324 Between My Country—and the Others 01/01/2004 5.5 62 8
325 Better—than Music! For I—who heard it 01/01/2004 5.6 63 8
326 I learned—at least—what Home could be 01/01/2004 5.5 2 8
327 Exclusion (The soul selects her own society) 01/01/2004 5.9 34 8
328 Could—I do more—for Thee 01/01/2004 5.6 59 8
329 I cried at Pity—not at Pain 01/01/2004 6.0 1 8
330 For this—accepted Breath 01/01/2004 5.5 60 8
331 Bloom upon the Mountain—stated 01/01/2004 5.5 60 8
332 The Daisy follows soft the Sun 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
333 Snow flakes 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
334 He was weak, and I was strong—then 01/01/2004 6.0 1 8
335 Heaven has different Signs—to me 01/01/2004 5.0 1 8
336 As Children bid the Guest "Good Night" 01/13/2003 5.4 64 8
337 Pain Has An Element 01/03/2003 8.0 1 8
338 The Robin's my Criterion for Tune 01/13/2003 1.0 1 8
339 Conscious am I in my Chamber 01/13/2003 5.5 50 8
340 I found the phrase to every thought 05/15/2001 -- 0 8
341 Best Things dwell out of Sight 01/13/2003 5.5 66 8
342 I cannot dance upon my Toes 01/13/2003 7.0 2 8
343 I can wade Grief 01/13/2003 6.0 1 8
344 Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day 01/13/2003 5.5 50 8
345 Where I have lost, I softer tread 01/13/2003 10.0 2 8
346 As if I asked a common Alms 01/13/2003 5.5 78 8
347 Each Scar I'll keep for Him 01/13/2003 5.6 31 8
348 Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth 01/13/2003 5.5 60 8
349 Finding is the first Act 01/13/2003 5.3 64 8
350 Departed—to the Judgment 01/13/2003 5.1 37 8
351 Baffled for just a day or two 01/13/2003 5.4 66 8
352 Faith—is the Pierless Bridge 01/01/2004 5.6 41 8
353 God is a distant—stately Lover 01/01/2004 -- 0 8
354 I can't tell you—but you feel it 01/01/2004 -- 0 8
355 Drab Habitation of Whom? 01/13/2003 5.5 50 8
356 Exultation is the going 01/13/2003 5.9 33 8
357 It might be lonelier 01/13/2003 5.7 63 8
358 Sic transit gloria mundi 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
359 Victory comes late 01/13/2003 5.5 10 8
360 I years had been from home, 05/15/2001 9.8 4 8
361 The Color of the Grave is Green 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
362 I haven't told my garden yet 01/13/2003 5.5 4 8
363 Summer Shower 01/03/2003 5.6 67 8
364 You constituted Time 01/13/2003 6.5 13 8
365 Besides this May 01/13/2003 5.3 75 8
366 The Railway Train 01/01/2004 9.0 3 8
367 Forever at His side to walk 01/13/2003 5.5 50 8
368 I stepped from plank to plank 05/15/2001 7.8 4 8
369 The brain within it's groove 12/31/2002 5.6 61 8
370 Perhaps you think me stooping 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
371 Nature, the gentlest mother, 05/15/2001 9.7 6 8
372 My friend attacks my friend! 01/13/2003 7.0 1 8
373 To love thee Year by Year 01/13/2003 6.2 12 8
374 Do People moulder equally 01/13/2003 5.4 63 8
375 We dream—it is good we are dreaming 01/01/2004 -- 0 8
376 Deprived of other Banquet 01/13/2003 5.5 60 8
377 By Chivalries as tiny 01/13/2003 5.6 41 8
378 There came a Day at Summer's full 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
379 There is a flower that Bees prefer 01/13/2003 6.0 1 8
380 Delight is as the flight 01/13/2003 5.7 64 8
381 Color—Caste—Denomination 01/01/2004 5.5 50 8
382 Love reckons by itself—alone 01/01/2004 10.0 2 8
383 I had a guinea golden 01/13/2003 3.0 2 8
384 As Frost is best conceived 01/13/2003 5.6 64 8
385 If I may have it, when it's dead 01/13/2003 8.3 3 8
386 Nature the gentlest mother is 01/03/2003 5.3 3 8
387 Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him-- 05/14/2001 -- 0 8
388 Defrauded I a Butterfly 01/13/2003 5.5 73 8
389 Bereaved of all, I went abroad 01/13/2003 5.6 65 8
390 I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs 01/01/2004 10.0 2 8
391 The Sun and Moon must make their haste 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
392 Within my Garden, rides a Bird 01/13/2003 9.4 5 7
393 Before He comes we weigh the Time! 01/13/2003 5.4 65 7
394 The first Day's Night had come 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
395 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly 01/13/2003 5.5 60 7
396 I could suffice for Him, I knew 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
397 The Bee is not afraid of me 01/13/2003 5.5 10 7
398 I tried to think a lonelier Thing 01/13/2003 7.8 4 7
399 Beclouded 01/03/2003 5.5 66 7
400 Elysium is as far as to 05/14/2001 5.6 31 7
401 Tie the strings to my life, my Lord, 05/15/2001 10.0 1 7
402 Life—is what we make of it 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
403 You love the Lord—you cannot see 01/01/2004 5.6 29 7
404 You'll know it—as you know 'tis Noon 01/01/2004 5.6 64 7
405 Cat 01/03/2003 8.5 6 7
406 The Love a Life can show Below 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
407 Artists wrestled here! 01/13/2003 5.3 69 7
408 Without this—there is nought 01/01/2004 10.0 3 7
409 Superfluous were the Sun 01/13/2003 5.8 71 7
410 While it is alive 01/13/2003 9.0 4 7
411 For every Bird a Nest 01/13/2003 5.6 61 7
412 My Portion is Defeat—today 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
413 This Consciousness that is aware 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
414 I lived on dread; to those who know 05/15/2001 10.0 1 7
415 How many Flowers fail in Wood 01/13/2003 5.3 3 7
416 Banish Air from Air— 01/13/2003 5.4 66 7
417 Two butterflies went out at noon 05/15/2001 6.2 13 7
418 I reason, Earth is short 01/13/2003 10.0 3 7
419 Pain has an element of blank; 05/15/2001 -- 0 7
420 Except to Heaven, she is nought 01/13/2003 5.4 43 7
421 Poor little Heart! 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
422 'Tis not that Dying hurts us so 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
423 To lose one's faith—surpass 01/13/2003 5.7 12 7
424 I'm "wife"—I've finished that 01/13/2003 10.0 3 7
425 Distrustful of the Gentian 01/13/2003 5.5 60 7
426 Within my reach! 01/13/2003 10.0 3 7
427 I envy Seas, whereon He rides 01/13/2003 7.0 1 7
428 Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! 01/13/2003 5.5 60 7
429 Surgeons must be very careful 01/13/2003 5.7 61 7
430 Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test 01/01/2004 5.5 73 7
431 As Children bid the Guest 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
432 I've seen a Dying Eye 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
433 I never hear the word 'escape' 05/15/2001 10.0 2 7
434 Like eyes that looked on Wastes 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
435 But little Carmine hath her face 01/13/2003 5.5 50 7
436 Her Grace is all she has— 01/13/2003 8.0 2 7
437 The Mystery of Pain 01/03/2003 10.0 1 7
438 From Us She wandered now a Year 01/13/2003 5.6 41 7
439 On such a night, or such a night 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
440 The Winters are so short 01/13/2003 1.0 2 7
441 He touched me, so I live to know 01/13/2003 3.0 1 7
442 By my Window have I for Scenery 01/13/2003 5.4 53 7
443 She sweeps with many-colored brooms, 05/15/2001 9.5 2 7
444 I had no Cause to be awake 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
445 I have a Bird in spring 01/13/2003 6.5 4 7
446 'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
447 Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
448 I bring an unaccustomed wine 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
449 Make me a picture of the sun 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
450 Give little Anguish 01/13/2003 5.4 22 7
451 My Worthiness is all my Doubt 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
452 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre 01/01/2004 5.6 52 7
453 Heaven 01/01/2004 6.5 2 7
454 Only God—detect the Sorrow 01/01/2004 8.0 1 7
455 Fairer through Fading—as the Day 01/01/2004 5.5 51 7
456 There's been a death in the opposite house 05/15/2001 9.7 3 7
457 Forever—it composed of Nows 01/01/2004 5.6 51 7
458 The nearest dream recedes, unrealized. 12/31/2002 -- 0 7
459 You'll find—it when you try to die 01/01/2004 5.4 68 7
460 You see I cannot see—your lifetime 01/01/2004 5.5 47 7
461 Flowers—Well—if anybody 01/01/2004 5.6 54 7
462 Could I—then—shut the door 01/01/2004 5.8 67 7
463 I live with Him—I see His face 01/01/2004 10.0 2 7
464 I see thee better—in the Dark 01/01/2004 10.0 2 7
465 Bound—a trouble 01/13/2003 5.8 78 7
466 The Moon was but a Chin of Gold 01/13/2003 8.2 5 7
467 Precious to Me—She still shall be 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
468 Sunset at Night—is natural 01/01/2004 5.7 68 7
469 The name—of it—is "Autumn" 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
470 If the foolish, call them "flowers" 01/13/2003 9.7 3 6
471 How many times these low feet staggered 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
472 By such and such an offering 01/13/2003 5.8 56 6
473 Her— 01/01/2004 5.5 2 6
474 How fortunate the Grave 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
475 Suspense—is Hostiler than Death 01/01/2004 5.8 56 6
476 I never felt at Home—Below 01/01/2004 10.0 2 6
477 To be alive—is Power 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
478 You said that I 01/01/2004 5.6 18 6
479 What is— 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
480 The Sun kept setting—setting—still 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
481 The Sun kept stooping—stooping 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
482 The Luxury to apprehend 01/13/2003 4.7 3 6
483 Gratitude—is not the mention 01/01/2004 10.0 1 6
484 One and One—are One 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
485 I am ashamed—I hide 01/01/2004 10.0 1 6
486 Of Bronze—and Blaze 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
487 I know where Wells grow—Droughtless Wells 01/01/2004 4.0 2 6
488 I prayed, at first, a little Girl 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
489 Promise This—When You be Dying 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
490 You know that Portrait in the Moon 01/13/2003 6.3 12 6
491 Expectation—is Contentment 01/01/2004 5.7 58 6
492 Heart, not so heavy as mine 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
493 There is a pain—so utter 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
494 Three times—we parted—Breath—and I 01/01/2004 10.0 1 6
495 I cannot buy it—'tis not sold 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
496 Nature and God—I neither knew 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
497 This heart that broke so long 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
498 There is a word 01/13/2003 10.0 1 6
499 I tend my flowers for thee 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
500 The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
501 The Battle fought between the Soul 01/13/2003 5.7 21 6
502 The Loneliness One dare not sound 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
503 Pain—has an Element of Blank 01/13/2003 9.0 1 6
504 Frequently the wood are pink 01/13/2003 5.5 50 6
505 One Sister have I in our house 01/13/2003 10.0 1 6
506 Two Travellers perishing in Snow 01/13/2003 5.8 11 6
507 I'm saying every day 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
508 I fear a Man of frugal Speech 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
509 If I should die 01/13/2003 7.8 6 6
510 This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies 01/03/2003 -- 0 6
511 To learn the Transport by the Pain 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
512 Conjecturing a Climate 01/13/2003 5.5 51 6
513 Peace is a fiction of our Faith 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
514 It makes no difference abroad 01/13/2003 5.5 60 6
515 'Twas warm—at first—like Us 01/01/2004 5.8 22 6
516 To die 01/03/2003 5.0 1 6
517 I asked no other thing 01/13/2003 6.0 3 6
518 Triumph—may be of several kinds 01/01/2004 5.6 23 6
519 'Twas Love—not me 01/01/2004 5.8 22 6
520 The pedigree of honey 05/15/2001 -- 0 6
521 Summer for thee, grant I may be 01/13/2003 5.4 60 6
522 Forget! The lady with the Amulet 01/13/2003 5.5 61 6
523 I know a place where summer strives 05/15/2001 5.0 3 6
524 Her smile was shaped like other smiles 01/13/2003 8.0 3 6
525 Good night! which put the candle out? 05/14/2001 -- 0 6
526 He told a homely tale 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
527 I have never seen "Volcanoes" 01/13/2003 7.0 3 6
528 The Leaves like Women interchange 01/13/2003 8.0 1 6
529 He forgot—and I—remembered 01/01/2004 1.0 2 6
530 Finite—to fail, but infinite to Venture 01/01/2004 5.5 60 6
531 Funny—to be a Century 01/01/2004 5.5 52 6
532 For largest Woman's Hearth I knew 01/13/2003 5.5 62 6
533 To my small Hearth His fire came 01/13/2003 5.5 23 6
534 Undue Significance a starving man attaches 01/13/2003 6.0 12 6
535 From Blank to Blank 01/13/2003 5.7 63 6
536 I could not prove the Years had feet 01/13/2003 7.0 1 6
537 Herein a Blossom lies 01/13/2003 2.0 1 6
538 On this long storm the Rainbow rose 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
539 The Soul unto itself (683) 01/20/2003 -- 0 6
540 The Brain, within its Groove 01/13/2003 9.0 2 6
541 He who in Himself believes 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
542 Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven? 01/13/2003 8.8 5 6
543 If I shouldn't be alive 01/13/2003 8.3 3 6
544 Her—"last Poems" 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
545 When I count the seeds 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
546 It is an honorable thought, 05/15/2001 5.5 76 6
547 You'll know Her—by Her Foot 01/01/2004 5.4 82 6
548 Glowing is her Bonnet 01/13/2003 7.0 2 6
549 Robbed by Death—but that was easy 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
550 My Reward for Being, was This 01/13/2003 8.0 1 6
551 The cricket sang, 05/15/2001 1.0 1 6
552 Cocoon above! Cocoon below! 01/13/2003 5.6 41 6
553 Mama never forgets her birds 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
554 Dropped into the Ether Acre 01/13/2003 5.6 43 6
555 If it had no pencil 01/13/2003 8.3 3 6
556 When Roses cease to bloom, Sir 01/13/2003 9.0 3 6
557 It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard -- 01/03/2003 5.6 62 6
558 The Sun—just touched the Morning 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
559 We don't cry—Tim and I 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
560 T was just this time last year I died. 05/14/2001 5.6 41 6
561 His Bill an Auger is 01/13/2003 4.0 1 6
562 The Manner of its Death 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
563 Partake as doth the Bee 01/13/2003 1.0 1 6
564 The Child's faith is new 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
565 His Feet are shod with Gauze 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
566 If recollecting were forgetting 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
567 Wolfe demanded during dying 01/13/2003 10.0 3 6
568 I know some lonely Houses off the Road 01/13/2003 7.0 3 6
569 Me from Myself—to banish 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
570 We should not mind so small a flower 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
571 Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
572 If I should cease to bring a Rose 01/13/2003 8.7 3 6
573 If those I loved were lost 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
574 The sky is low, the clouds are mean, 05/15/2001 5.0 2 6
575 I many times thought Peace had come 01/13/2003 9.6 5 6
576 I keep my pledge 01/13/2003 3.8 4 6
577 Great Caesar! Condescend 01/13/2003 7.5 2 6
578 Endow the Living—with the Tears 01/01/2004 5.6 41 6
579 Love—thou art high 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
580 The Service without Hope 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
581 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
582 No Man can compass a Despair 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
583 Pain 01/03/2003 10.0 1 5
584 Who never lost, are unprepared 01/13/2003 5.3 3 5
585 The Rose did caper on her cheek 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
586 It will be Summer—eventually 01/01/2004 5.5 10 5
587 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar 01/13/2003 6.2 16 5
588 What shall I do when the Summer troubles 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
589 If she had been the Mistletoe 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
590 The feet of people walking home 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
591 When Night is almost done 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
592 I met a King this afternoon! 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
593 The Bible is an antique Volume 01/13/2003 8.0 2 5
594 Fame is the tine that Scholars leave 01/13/2003 5.5 50 5
595 To hang our head—ostensibly 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
596 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
597 Like trains of cars on tracks of plush 05/15/2001 8.7 3 5
598 It feels a shame to be Alive 01/13/2003 5.6 51 5
599 What Soft—Cherubic Creatures 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
600 Will there really be a 01/01/2004 8.3 7 5
601 Why make it doubt—it hurts it so 01/01/2004 9.5 4 5
602 We lose—because we win 01/01/2004 10.0 1 5
603 The Color of a Queen, is this 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
604 If I'm lost—now 01/13/2003 8.7 3 5
605 Knows how to forget! 01/13/2003 5.5 2 5
606 She went as quiet as the Dew 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
607 The wind tapped like a tired man, 05/15/2001 10.0 2 5
608 The Moon is distant from the Sea 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
609 We do not play on Graves 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
610 The difference between Despair 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
611 Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning 01/13/2003 5.6 54 5
612 The Body grows without 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
613 The Truth—is stirless 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
614 The Way I read a Letter's—this 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
615 The World—stands—solemner—to me 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
616 I cross till I am weary 01/13/2003 8.0 2 5
617 With thee, in the Desert 01/13/2003 9.6 5 5
618 The Lady feeds Her little Bird 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
619 I'll send the feather from my Hat! 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
620 Our Lives Are Swiss 01/03/2003 10.0 1 5
621 How the Waters closed above Him 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
622 Unfulfilled to Observation 01/13/2003 6.0 12 5
623 Trust in the Unexpected 01/13/2003 6.2 13 5
624 I could not drink it, Sweet 01/13/2003 6.0 1 5
625 So set its Sun in Thee 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
626 The Judge is like the Owl 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
627 I had some things that I called mine 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
628 This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life 01/13/2003 6.0 1 5
629 The good Will of a Flower 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
630 Experience is the Angled Road 01/13/2003 5.5 31 5
631 The dying need but little, dear,-- 05/15/2001 10.0 1 5
632 It can't be "Summer"! 01/13/2003 5.9 77 5
633 Such is the Force of Happiness 01/13/2003 5.6 31 5
634 Whether my bark went down at sea 01/13/2003 9.5 4 5
635 Wait till the Majesty of Death 01/13/2003 5.5 12 5
636 I know lives, I could miss 01/13/2003 2.0 2 5
637 I cannot be ashamed 01/13/2003 3.0 1 5
638 The Wind begun to knead the Grass 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
639 If anybody's friend be dead 01/13/2003 8.7 3 5
640 The Whole of it came not at once 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
641 Not in this world to see his face 05/15/2001 9.0 1 5
642 To hear an Oriole sing 01/13/2003 1.0 1 5
643 To interrupt His Yellow Plan 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
644 Rest at Night 01/13/2003 1.0 1 5
645 We Cover Thee—Sweet Face 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
646 Put up my lute! 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
647 We outgrow love, like other things 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
648 Me! Come! My dazzled face 05/15/2001 -- 0 5
649 The Fingers of the Light 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
650 To die—takes just a little while 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
651 Of Being is a Bird 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
652 The Sunset stopped on Cottages 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
653 If I could bribe them by a Rose 01/13/2003 8.3 3 5
654 I lived on Dread 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
655 Our journey had advanced; 05/15/2001 7.0 1 5
656 Impossibility, like Wine 01/13/2003 6.3 13 5
657 He put the Belt around my life 01/13/2003 6.0 1 5
658 How the old Mountains drip with Sunset 01/13/2003 8.0 3 5
659 Remorse—is Memory—awake 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
660 Musicians wrestle everywhere 01/13/2003 6.0 1 5
661 She sped as Petals of a Rose 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
662 There is a Languor of the Life 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
663 I meant to find Her when I came 01/13/2003 10.0 4 5
664 'Tis good—the looking back on Grief 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
665 My period had come for Prayer 01/13/2003 9.0 1 5
666 She rose to his requirement, dropped 05/15/2001 -- 0 5
667 Truth—is as old as God 01/01/2004 8.1 38 5
668 I'm the little "Heart's Ease" 01/13/2003 5.9 11 5
669 So has a Daisy vanished 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
670 It would have starved a Gnat 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
671 Myself was formed—a Carpenter 01/01/2004 1.0 2 5
672 She died—this was the way she died 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
673 The World—feels Dusty 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
674 She rose to His Requirement 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
675 The Flower must not blame the Bee 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
676 The Beggar Lad—dies early 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
677 I made slow Riches but my Gain 01/13/2003 10.0 3 5
678 The Wind didn't come from the Orchard—today 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
679 The Skies can't keep their secret! 01/13/2003 9.3 3 5
680 One Year ago—jots what? 01/01/2004 10.0 1 5
681 Not probable—The barest Chance 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
682 My first well Day—since many ill 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
683 Mine—by the Right of the White Election! 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
684 We thirst at first—'tis Nature's Act 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
685 He found my Being—set it up 01/01/2004 4.0 1 5
686 We—Bee and I—live by the quaffing 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
687 Should you but fail at—Sea 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
688 Snow beneath whose chilly softness 01/13/2003 2.5 2 5
689 Ourselves were wed one summer—dear 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
690 I read my sentence—steadily 01/01/2004 10.0 3 5
691 I have never seen 01/01/2004 10.0 1 5
692 To make One's Toilette—after Death 01/13/2003 5.8 11 5
693 When Bells stop ringing—Church—begins 01/01/2004 7.0 1 5
694 Speech—is a prank of Parliament— 01/01/2004 5.6 37 5
695 I play at Riches—to appease 01/01/2004 10.0 2 5
696 Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
697 Sweet—safe—Houses 01/01/2004 5.6 19 5
698 Essential Oils—are wrung 01/01/2004 5.5 31 5
699 I rose—because He sank 01/01/2004 10.0 2 5
700 Teach Him—When He makes the names 01/01/2004 5.6 31 5
701 I shall know why—when Time is over 01/01/2004 7.0 3 5
702 The Murmur of a Bee 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
703 I would not paint—a picture 01/01/2004 9.5 4 5
704 Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
705 I'll clutch—and clutch 01/01/2004 10.0 2 5
706 Many cross the Rhine 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
707 I showed her Heights she never saw 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
708 I have a King, who does not speak 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
709 Good night, because we must 01/13/2003 1.0 1 5
710 When I hoped, I recollect 01/13/2003 5.5 2 5
711 Twice had Summer her fair Verdure 01/13/2003 6.2 13 5
712 The Robin for the Crumb 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
713 Patience—has a quiet Outer 01/01/2004 1.0 1 4
714 That after Horror—that 'twas us 01/01/2004 5.7 32 4
715 Escaping backward to perceive 01/13/2003 5.5 30 4
716 When we stand on the tops of Things 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
717 Sown in dishonor 01/13/2003 5.6 33 4
718 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair! 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
719 He gave away his Life 01/13/2003 6.5 2 4
720 The Definition of Beauty is 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
721 Papa above! 01/13/2003 4.5 2 4
722 So much Summer 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
723 I saw no Way—The Heavens were stitched 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
724 It's thoughts—and just One Heart 01/01/2004 10.0 1 4
725 I could die—to know 01/01/2004 2.0 1 4
726 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed 01/01/2004 7.0 1 4
727 Those fair—fictitious People 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
728 Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
729 It always felt to me—a wrong 01/01/2004 5.6 81 4
730 I had not minded—Walls 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
731 Exhilaration—is within 01/01/2004 5.8 44 4
732 Unto Me? I do not know you— 01/01/2004 5.8 17 4
733 What I see not, I better see 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
734 Jesus! thy Crucifix 01/13/2003 1.0 1 4
735 Through the Dark Sod—as Education 01/01/2004 8.0 1 4
736 The World—feels Dusty 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
737 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
738 The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in his side 01/01/2004 10.0 1 4
739 The Malay—took the Pearl 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
740 The Missing All—prevented Me 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
741 So bashful when I spied her! 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
742 One Crucifixion is recorded—only 01/01/2004 8.0 1 4
743 I had the Glory—that will do 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
744 Read—Sweet—how others—strove 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
745 Morning—is the place for Dew 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
746 Morning—means 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
747 The Juggler's Hat her Country is 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
748 Least Bee that brew 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
749 Those who have been in the Grave the longest 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
750 He parts Himself—like Leaves 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
751 The Veins of other Flowers 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
752 How sick—to wait—in any place—but thine 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
753 Once more, my now bewildered Dove 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
754 In falling Timbers buried 01/13/2003 10.0 3 4
755 The Birds begun at Four o'clock 01/13/2003 7.0 3 4
756 Sexton! My Master's sleeping here 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
757 Never for Society 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
758 Just as He spoke it from his Hands 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
759 Inconceivably solemn! 01/13/2003 5.3 29 4
760 Through lane it lay—through bramble 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
761 They won't frown always—some sweet Day 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
762 Tho' I get home how late—how late 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
763 'Tis little I—could care for Pearls 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
764 Pigmy seraphs—gone astray 01/01/2004 10.0 1 4
765 Of all the Sounds despatched abroad 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
766 I think the longest Hour of all 01/13/2003 10.0 3 4
767 Our little Kinsmen—after Rain 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
768 The day came slow, till five o' clock 05/15/2001 -- 0 4
769 On a Columnar Self 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
770 She rose to His Requirement - dropt 01/03/2003 -- 0 4
771 She hideth Her the last 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
772 Many a phrase has the English language 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
773 'Tis customary as we part 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
774 Embarrassment of one another 01/13/2003 5.5 31 4
775 My nosegays are for captives; 05/15/2001 4.0 5 4
776 The Robin is the One 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
777 The Hollows round His eager Eyes 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
778 It dropped so low in my regard 05/15/2001 5.7 74 4
779 Sweet, to have had them lost 01/13/2003 5.7 56 4
780 Smiling back from Coronation 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
781 Who occupies this House? 01/13/2003 9.3 3 4
782 I send Two Sunsets 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
783 More Life—went out—when He went 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
784 The Soul's distinct connection 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
785 I think the Hemlock likes to stand 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
786 Tho' my destiny be Fustian 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
787 'Tis Opposites—entice 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
788 The morns are meeker than they were 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
789 When I was small, a Woman died 01/13/2003 5.5 2 4
790 Sweet—safe—Houses 01/13/2003 5.7 66 4
791 Soul, Wilt thou toss again? 01/13/2003 5.8 37 4
792 So well that I can live without 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
793 To this World she returned 01/13/2003 5.7 21 4
794 Not "Revelation"—'tis—that waits 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
795 'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast Thou 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
796 'Twas the old—road—through pain 01/01/2004 5.6 23 4
797 She sights a Bird—she chuckles 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
798 There is a finished feeling 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
799 I gained it so 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
800 Removed from Accident of Loss 01/13/2003 5.0 1 4
801 One Blessing had I than the rest 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
802 The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb 01/13/2003 7.0 1 4
803 We play at paste, 12/31/2002 10.0 1 4
804 Twas such a little—little boat 01/01/2004 6.0 24 4
805 We see—Comparatively 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
806 Most she touched me by her muteness 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
807 It is easy to work when the soul is at play 01/13/2003 5.5 78 4
808 On this wondrous sea 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
809 Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
810 I should have been too glad, I see 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
811 Me, change! Me, alter! 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
812 No Romance sold unto 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
813 My Faith is larger than the Hills 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
814 Is Bliss then, such Abyss 01/13/2003 5.5 44 4
815 Rehearsal to Ourselves 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
816 Not all die early, dying young 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
817 He strained my faith 01/13/2003 3.0 1 4
818 Soto! Explore thyself! 01/13/2003 5.8 47 4
819 I went to heaven,-- 05/15/2001 10.0 2 4
820 It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone 01/13/2003 5.6 51 4
821 Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
822 The Sun is gay or stark 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
823 To One denied the drink 01/13/2003 5.8 23 4
824 It was too late for Man 01/13/2003 5.5 30 4
825 There came a Wind like a Bugle 01/03/2003 10.0 2 4
826 In Winter in my Room 01/13/2003 5.9 22 4
827 Fame of Myself, to justify 01/13/2003 5.5 54 4
828 Through the strait pass of suffering 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
829 Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
830 Some, too fragile for winter winds 01/13/2003 5.7 46 4
831 To own the Art within the Soul 01/13/2003 5.7 21 4
832 If any sink, assure that this, now standing 01/13/2003 8.3 3 4
833 The Sunrise runs for Both 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
834 I've known a Heaven, like a Tent 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
835 New feet within my garden go 01/13/2003 8.0 1 4
836 Must be a Woe 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
837 Pain—expands the Time 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
838 'Tis Anguish grander than Delight 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
839 Low at my problem bending 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
840 Out of sight? What of that? 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
841 The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
842 The Province of the Saved 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
843 The World—stands—solemner—to me 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
844 We can but follow to the Sun 01/13/2003 5.5 10 4
845 I meant to have but modest needs 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
846 The wind begun to rock the grass 05/15/2001 -- 0 4
847 Train 01/03/2003 5.6 26 4
848 Not 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
849 If What we could—were what we would 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
850 The Mountains—grow unnoticed 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
851 The Mountain sat upon the Plain 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
852 'Tis One by One — the Father counts 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
853 The Birds reported from the South 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
854 Publication—is the Auction 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
855 I think just how my shape will rise 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
856 If this is "fading" 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
857 Whose cheek is this? 01/13/2003 9.7 3 4
858 Unit, like Death, for Whom? 01/13/2003 5.5 10 4
859 My Eye is fuller than my vase 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
860 Of all the souls that stand create 05/15/2001 -- 0 4
861 To know just how He suffered—would be dear 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
862 It is a lonesome Glee 01/13/2003 5.6 72 4
863 The Soul that hath a Guest 01/13/2003 1.0 1 4
864 To venerate the simple days 01/13/2003 5.5 20 4
865 'Twould ease—a Butterfly 01/01/2004 6.0 12 4
866 Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven? 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
867 Wert Thou but ill—that I might show thee 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
868 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss 01/01/2004 9.7 3 4
869 'Twas just this time, last year, I died 01/13/2003 5.5 29 4
870 The Grass so little has to do 01/03/2003 10.0 1 4
871 Of Tribulation, these are They 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
872 I stole them from a Bee 01/13/2003 7.8 4 4
873 What would I give to see his face? 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
874 He outstripped Time with but a Bout 01/13/2003 7.7 3 4
875 The Spirit is the Conscious Ear 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
876 Only a Shrine, but Mine 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
877 Talk with prudence to a Beggar 01/13/2003 5.6 31 4
878 Whose are the little beds, I asked 01/13/2003 9.6 5 4
879 It knew no Medicine 01/13/2003 5.6 52 4
880 I make His Crescent fill or lack 01/13/2003 10.0 3 4
881 The Gentian weaves her fringes 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
882 When Diamonds are a Legend 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
883 Midsummer, was it, when They died 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
884 Portraits are to daily faces 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
885 The power to be true to You 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
886 The One who could repeat the Summer day 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
887 The Soul's Superior instants 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
888 Joy to have merited the Pain 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
889 This is a Blossom of the Brain 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
890 Have any like Myself 01/13/2003 6.5 2 4
891 One Life of so much Consequence! 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
892 We like march, his shoes are purple, 05/15/2001 10.0 1 4
893 When the Astronomer stops seeking 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
894 It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon 01/13/2003 5.7 73 4
895 I robbed the Woods 01/13/2003 10.0 4 4
896 The Only News I know 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
897 What Inn is this 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
898 I'm the little 01/01/2004 6.3 12 4
899 I took my Power in my Hand 01/13/2003 6.0 10 4
900 It was given to me by the Gods 01/13/2003 5.6 41 4
901 Upon Concluded Lives 01/13/2003 5.9 11 4
902 I got so I could take his name 01/13/2003 5.0 1 4
903 She slept beneath a tree 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
904 It's such a little thing to weep 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
905 Taking up the fair Ideal 01/13/2003 5.5 30 4
906 It tossed—and tossed 01/01/2004 5.6 61 4
907 In lands I never saw—they say 01/01/2004 6.1 13 4
908 If He dissolve—then—there is nothing 01/01/2004 8.3 3 4
909 Over the fence 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
910 We miss Her, not because We see 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
911 It's coming—the postponeless Creature 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
912 I'm 01/01/2004 9.3 3 4
913 Remorse 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
914 It would never be Common—more—I said 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
915 It don't sound so terrible—quite—as it did 01/01/2004 5.6 73 3
916 Is it dead—Find it 01/01/2004 6.1 37 3
917 It troubled me as once I was 01/13/2003 5.6 51 3
918 Severer Service of myself 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
919 Soil of Flint, if steady tilled 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
920 The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
921 The Day undressed—Herself 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
922 The thought beneath so slight a film 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
923 The first Day that I was a Life 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
924 Like her the Saints retire 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
925 'Twas a long Parting—but the time 01/13/2003 5.7 21 3
926 The Court is far away 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
927 My best Acquaintances are those 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
928 I was the slightest in the House 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
929 I would distil a cup 01/13/2003 8.7 3 3
930 The White Heat 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
931 It ceased to hurt me, though so slow 01/13/2003 5.7 52 3
932 Some—Work for Immortality 01/13/2003 6.2 15 3
933 The Morning after Woe 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
934 Sleep is supposed to be 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
935 Reverse cannot befall 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
936 No Notice gave She, but a Change 01/13/2003 5.0 1 3
937 How well I knew Her not 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
938 This is the land the sunset washes, 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
939 I breathed enough to learn the trick, 05/14/2001 8.0 1 3
940 The braind within its groove 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
941 When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
942 She died at play 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
943 Ideals are the Fairly Oil 01/13/2003 8.3 3 3
944 The rainbow never tells me 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
945 Prayer is the little implement 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
946 If your Nerve, deny you 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
947 The hallowing of Pain 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
948 Over and over, like a Tune 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
949 Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
950 No Other can reduce 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
951 It's like the Light 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
952 No Crowd that has occurred 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
953 The Day that I was crowned 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
954 What shall I do—it whimpers so 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
955 This Bauble was preferred of Bees 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
956 The Months have ends—the Years—a knot 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
957 Unto like Story—Trouble has enticed me 01/01/2004 5.8 11 3
958 The face I carry with me—last 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
959 To my quick ear the leaves conferred; 05/15/2001 5.5 20 3
960 Uncertain lease—develops lustre 01/01/2004 5.3 11 3
961 My wheel is in the dark 01/13/2003 7.0 1 3
962 Publication 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
963 The show is not the show, 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
964 They leave us with the Infinite 01/13/2003 7.5 2 3
965 South Winds jostle them 01/13/2003 5.8 31 3
966 One dignity delays for all 01/13/2003 1.0 1 3
967 I often passed the village 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
968 She dwelleth in the Ground 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
969 One Day is there of the Series 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
970 Purple—is fashionable twice 01/01/2004 8.0 1 3
971 That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet 01/13/2003 5.5 31 3
972 They called me to the Window, for 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
973 The Chariot 04/28/2011 9.4 5 3
974 Of Brussels—it was not 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
975 The Lamp burns sure—within 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
976 Noon—is the Hinge of Day 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
977 So proud she was to die 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
978 Of Consciousness, her awful Mate 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
979 So from the mould 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
980 What if I say I shall not wait! 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
981 The Red—Blaze—is the Morning 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
982 The Outer—from the Inner 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
983 I've none to tell me to but Thee 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
984 The Day Came Slow 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
985 Too little way the House must lie 01/13/2003 5.8 11 3
986 Just lost, when I was saved! 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
987 The Woodpecker 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
988 Like Some Old fashioned Miracle 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
989 Their Height in Heaven comforts not 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
990 The Chemical conviction 01/13/2003 3.0 1 3
991 What care the Dead, for Chanticleer 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
992 The Night was wide, and furnished scant 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
993 The Spider holds a Silver Ball 01/03/2003 10.0 1 3
994 To put this World down, like a Bundle 01/13/2003 4.5 26 3
995 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
996 It struck me every day 05/15/2001 5.6 62 3
997 Our share of night to bear 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
998 The lonesome for they know not What 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
999 While Asters— 01/13/2003 9.3 3 3
1,000 It did not surprise me 01/13/2003 5.6 62 3
1,001 To offer brave assistance 01/13/2003 5.6 21 3
1,002 When One has given up One's life 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
1,003 Not that We did, shall be the test 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,004 This was in the White of the Year 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,005 'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch 01/13/2003 5.6 31 3
1,006 What did They do since I saw Them? 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
1,007 No Rack can torture me 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
1,008 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered 01/13/2003 5.6 78 3
1,009 I never told the buried gold 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
1,010 She bore it till the simple veins 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,011 Went up a year this evening! 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,012 The Himmaleh was known to stoop 01/13/2003 1.0 1 3
1,013 We pray—to Heaven 01/13/2003 6.3 3 3
1,014 Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds 01/13/2003 5.7 45 3
1,015 There is a June when Corn is cut 01/13/2003 5.5 2 3
1,016 No Prisoner be 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
1,017 Shells from the Coast mistaking 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,018 If pain for peace prepares 01/13/2003 8.3 3 3
1,019 This Dust, and its Feature 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,020 Twas Crisis—All the length had passed 01/01/2004 5.5 20 3
1,021 It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation 01/13/2003 5.5 60 3
1,022 This that would greet—an hour ago 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,023 Unto my Books—so good to turn 01/01/2004 5.5 20 3
1,024 Is it true, dear Sue? 01/13/2003 5.6 62 3
1,025 This Merit hath the worst 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,026 Ribbons of the Year 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,027 When I have seen the Sun emerge 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
1,028 Savior! I've no one else to tell 01/13/2003 1.0 1 3
1,029 Who Giants know, with lesser Men 01/13/2003 8.7 3 3
1,030 There is an arid Pleasure 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,031 The sweetest Heresy received 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,032 The Guest is gold and crimson 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,033 The Heaven vests for Each 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,034 The Angle of a Landscape 01/13/2003 5.5 20 3
1,035 This—is the land—the Sunset washes 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,036 Of nearness to her sundered Things 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,037 Perhaps I Asked Too Large 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
1,038 In Ebon Box, when years have flown 01/13/2003 6.3 13 3
1,039 Spring is the Period 01/13/2003 5.8 56 3
1,040 The Dust behind I strove to join 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
1,041 She lay as if at play 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,042 On that dear Frame the Years had worn 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,043 Where bells no more affright the morn 01/13/2003 10.0 3 3
1,044 That is solemn we have ended 01/13/2003 5.5 20 3
1,045 To my quick ear the Leaves—conferred 01/01/2004 5.8 11 3
1,046 Light is sufficient to itself 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,047 Under the Light, yet under 01/13/2003 5.8 13 3
1,048 In rags mysterious as these 01/13/2003 6.5 13 3
1,049 Some such Butterfly be seen 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,050 Time feels so vast that were it not 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,051 Renunciation 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
1,052 None can experience sting 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,053 Mute thy Coronation 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,054 She sights a Bird—she chuckles 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,055 I went to thank Her 01/13/2003 9.5 4 3
1,056 The only ghost I ever saw 05/15/2001 7.0 1 3
1,057 We talked as Girls do 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,058 Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music 01/13/2003 5.6 37 3
1,059 She's happy, with a new Content 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,060 She staked her Feathers—Gained an Arc 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,061 The Heart has narrow Banks 01/13/2003 7.0 1 3
1,062 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling 01/01/2004 8.5 2 3
1,063 Of Course—I prayed 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
1,064 They put Us far apart 01/13/2003 9.0 1 3
1,065 The name—of it—is 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,066 The Martyr Poets—did not tell 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,067 No Bobolink—reverse His Singing 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,068 Two—were immortal twice 01/01/2004 5.5 10 3
1,069 The Future—never spoke 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
1,070 The Grace—Myself—might not obtain 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
1,071 No matter—now—Sweet 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,072 Pain—expands the Time 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,073 If He were living—dare I ask 01/01/2004 8.7 3 3
1,074 There are two Ripenings—one—of sight 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,075 I shall keep singing! 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
1,076 It's like the light, -- 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
1,077 If the foolish, call them 01/01/2004 10.0 3 3
1,078 The Tint I cannot take—is best 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,079 Like Mighty Foot Lights—burned the Red 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,080 It can't be 01/01/2004 5.9 11 3
1,081 Morns like these—we parted 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,082 'Tis true—They shut me in the Cold 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,083 I'm sorry for the Dead—Today 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
1,084 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flints 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
1,085 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered 01/01/2004 5.4 49 3
1,086 The Admirations—and Contempts—of time 01/01/2004 5.7 19 3
1,087 I want—it pleaded—All its life— 01/01/2004 10.0 3 3
1,088 Size circumscribes—it has no room 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,089 So glad we are—a Stranger'd deem 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,090 Sweet Mountains—Ye tell Me no lie 01/01/2004 5.5 60 3
1,091 If Blame be my side—forfeit Me 01/01/2004 8.7 3 3
1,092 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
1,093 Where Thou art—that—is Home 01/01/2004 9.3 3 3
1,094 Take your Heaven further on 01/13/2003 5.5 40 3
1,095 I think to Live—may be a Bliss 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
1,096 That Distance was between Us 01/13/2003 5.5 32 3
1,097 Who Court obtain within Himself 01/13/2003 8.7 3 3
1,098 Some—Work for Immortality 01/01/2004 5.5 62 3
1,099 The Poets light but Lamps 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,100 I pay—in Satin Cash 01/01/2004 10.0 3 3
1,101 One Anguish—in a Crowd 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,102 So the Eyes accost—and sunder 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,103 I think I was enchanted 01/13/2003 10.0 2 2
1,104 I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,105 Least Rivers—docile to some sea 01/01/2004 10.0 1 2
1,106 These—saw Visions 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,107 They have a little Odor—that to me 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,108 They have not chosen me, he said, 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,109 There's something quieter than sleep 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,110 There is a morn by men unseen 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,111 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick 01/13/2003 9.3 4 2
1,112 They dropped like flakes 05/15/2001 -- 0 2
1,113 They ask but our Delight 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,114 There is a Shame of Nobleness 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,115 Let Us play Yesterday 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,116 These tested Our Horizon 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,117 I've nothing else—to bring, You know 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,118 It's easy to invent a Life 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,119 I sing to use the Waiting 01/13/2003 10.0 2 2
1,120 To see her is a Picture 05/03/2013 9.0 2 0
1,121 In This Short Life 05/03/2013 10.0 1 0
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