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

poet Emily Dickinson
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Date Hits
05/22/2013 Wednesday 5720
88%
05/21/2013 Tuesday 5550
86%
05/20/2013 Monday 5916
91%
05/19/2013 Sunday 5253
81%
05/18/2013 Saturday 3475
54%
05/17/2013 Friday 4107
63%
05/16/2013 Thursday 5970
92%
05/15/2013 Wednesday 5987
93%
05/14/2013 Tuesday 5996
93%
05/13/2013 Monday 4597
71%
05/12/2013 Sunday 5633
87%
05/11/2013 Saturday 3346
52%
05/10/2013 Friday 4652
72%
05/09/2013 Thursday 5902
91%
05/08/2013 Wednesday 6432
100%
05/07/2013 Tuesday 4578
71%
05/06/2013 Monday 5948
92%
05/05/2013 Sunday 4082
63%
05/04/2013 Saturday 2869
44%
05/03/2013 Friday 4081
63%

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# Poem Title Submit Date Reader Rating Num.of MyPoemList’s
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1 "Hope" is the thing with feathers 01/13/2003 8.0 475 1,281
2 "Faith" is a fine invention 01/13/2003 6.1 294 418
3 "Why do I love" You, Sir? 01/13/2003 6.4 292 587
4 "Heaven"—is what I cannot reach! 01/13/2003 5.9 265 223
5 "Heaven" has different Signs—to me 01/13/2003 6.1 242 227
6 "Nature" is what we see 01/13/2003 6.4 235 246
7 A Book 01/03/2003 7.0 214 232
8 'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament 01/13/2003 5.9 212 142
9 A Coffin—is a Small Domain 01/13/2003 6.0 204 96
10 "Arcturus" is his other name 01/13/2003 6.2 203 161
11 A Death blow is a Life blow to Some 01/13/2003 6.0 203 64
12 A Bird Came Down 05/14/2001 6.1 189 177
13 A Cloud withdrew from the Sky 01/13/2003 6.1 181 63
14 "Unto Me?" I do not know you 01/13/2003 5.7 179 125
15 "Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me 01/13/2003 5.7 176 122
16 A Burdock—clawed my Gown 01/13/2003 5.7 163 104
17 "Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer 01/13/2003 5.6 161 127
18 "I want"—it pleaded—All its life 01/13/2003 5.7 158 136
19 A darting fear—a pomp—a tear 01/13/2003 5.4 154 45
20 A Charm invests a face 01/13/2003 5.5 152 139
21 A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink 01/13/2003 6.0 142 53
22 A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's 05/14/2001 5.8 141 106
23 'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said 01/13/2003 6.2 134 146
24 A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! 01/13/2003 5.7 128 40
25 A door just opened on a street 05/14/2001 5.8 121 42
26 Because I could not stop for Death (712) 01/20/2003 7.5 117 240
27 Death Leaves Us homesick, Who Behind 01/13/2003 6.4 104 29
28 A Secret told 01/13/2003 5.6 97 59
29 A doubt if it be Us 01/13/2003 5.8 95 47
30 A drop fell on the apple tree 05/14/2001 5.9 93 42
31 A light exists in spring 05/14/2001 5.9 91 58
32 A Planted Life—diversified 01/13/2003 5.1 90 19
33 Angels, in the early morning 01/13/2003 5.2 87 17
34 Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? 01/13/2003 5.7 87 25
35 All I may, if small 01/13/2003 5.4 86 13
36 A Night—there lay the Days between 01/13/2003 5.8 85 23
37 All the letters I can write 01/13/2003 5.7 84 20
38 A Clock stopped 01/13/2003 5.7 84 156
39 A happy lip—breaks sudden 01/13/2003 6.0 82 33
40 After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes 05/14/2001 6.1 81 40
41 After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341) 01/20/2003 5.9 80 41
42 A nearness to Tremendousness 01/13/2003 5.6 80 21
43 Ah, Teneriffe! 01/13/2003 5.5 80 10
44 A little bread—a crust—a crumb 01/13/2003 5.6 80 27
45 Ample make this bed. 05/14/2001 6.6 79 30
46 As Sleigh Bells seem in summer 01/13/2003 5.4 79 9
47 A little road not made man 05/14/2001 5.9 78 37
48 Bound—a trouble 01/13/2003 5.8 78 7
49 All but Death, can be Adjusted 01/13/2003 6.1 77 30
50 You're right— 01/01/2004 5.2 76 11
51 Apology for Her 01/13/2003 5.5 76 11
52 A Lady red—amid the Hill 01/13/2003 5.8 76 36
53 All forgot for recollecting 01/13/2003 5.4 75 13
54 A fuzzy fellow, without feet 01/13/2003 6.1 75 38
55 Adrift! A little boat adrift! 01/13/2003 5.6 74 14
56 As imperceptibly as Grief 01/13/2003 5.6 74 16
57 A Moth the hue of this 01/13/2003 5.7 74 20
58 A Mien to move a Queen 01/13/2003 5.6 74 20
59 A Wife—at daybreak I shall be 01/13/2003 5.6 74 24
60 A narrow fellow in the grass 05/14/2001 6.1 74 52
61 A feather from the Whippoorwill 01/13/2003 5.7 73 31
62 All overgrown by cunning moss 01/13/2003 5.5 72 12
63 Besides the Autumn poets sing 01/13/2003 5.3 72 13
64 All these my banners be 01/13/2003 5.5 72 11
65 Dying! Dying in the night! 01/13/2003 5.8 72 15
66 A long, long sleep, a famous sleep 05/14/2001 5.5 71 27
67 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart 01/13/2003 6.0 71 53
68 A Man may make a Remark 01/13/2003 5.7 71 28
69 You'll know Her—by Her Foot 01/01/2004 5.4 71 6
70 A loss of something ever felt I 01/13/2003 5.9 70 33
71 Absent Place—an April Day 01/13/2003 5.6 70 10
72 It always felt to me—a wrong 01/01/2004 5.7 70 4
73 Apparently with no Surprise 01/03/2003 5.2 70 22
74 By The Sea 01/03/2003 5.6 69 11
75 A Murmur in the Trees—to note 01/13/2003 5.8 69 26
76 A precious—mouldering pleasure 01/01/2004 5.9 68 26
77 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered 01/13/2003 5.7 68 3
78 It is easy to work when the soul is at play 01/13/2003 5.5 67 4
79 Beauty—be not caused—It Is 01/13/2003 6.3 67 16
80 Could I—then—shut the door 01/01/2004 5.8 67 7
81 An ignorance a Sunset 01/13/2003 5.6 67 12
82 A little East of Jordan 01/13/2003 5.5 67 30
83 An Hour is a Sea 01/13/2003 5.1 67 10
84 It can't be "Summer"! 01/13/2003 5.9 66 5
85 A Prison gets to be a friend 01/13/2003 6.0 66 36
86 Ah, Moon—and Star! 01/01/2004 6.0 66 26
87 As Watchers hang upon the East 01/13/2003 5.3 66 10
88 Absence disembodies—so does Death 01/01/2004 5.7 66 26
89 Did Our Best Moment last 01/13/2003 5.4 66 11
90 As if I asked a common Alms 01/13/2003 5.4 66 8
91 After a hundred years 05/14/2001 5.6 66 21
92 Artists wrestled here! 01/13/2003 5.2 65 7
93 A Weight with Needles on the pounds 01/13/2003 5.4 65 13
94 It is an honorable thought, 05/15/2001 5.4 65 6
95 Besides this May 01/13/2003 5.3 65 8
96 A Route of Evanescence 01/03/2003 5.8 64 27
97 It dropped so low in my regard 05/15/2001 5.7 64 4
98 As plan for Noon and plan for Night 01/13/2003 5.6 64 11
99 At least—to pray—is left—is left 01/01/2004 5.5 64 11
100 Abraham to Kill Him 01/03/2003 5.5 64 21
101 Chartless 01/03/2003 5.5 64 15
102 An English Breeze 05/14/2001 5.6 63 15
103 Again—his voice is at the door 01/13/2003 5.8 63 18
104 Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test 01/01/2004 5.5 63 7
105 A House upon the Height 01/13/2003 6.1 63 31
106 An awful Tempest mashed the air 01/13/2003 5.7 63 11
107 Defrauded I a Butterfly 01/13/2003 5.5 63 8
108 A Visitor in Marl 01/13/2003 5.6 62 14
109 It is a lonesome Glee 01/13/2003 5.6 62 4
110 As if some little Arctic flower 01/13/2003 5.5 62 12
111 It don't sound so terrible—quite—as it did 01/01/2004 5.5 62 3
112 It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon 01/13/2003 5.6 62 4
113 As by the dead we love to sit 01/13/2003 5.4 62 15
114 Bird 01/03/2003 5.9 62 12
115 Alone, I cannot be 01/13/2003 5.6 62 21
116 Ambition cannot find him 01/13/2003 5.6 62 10
117 An altered look about the hills 01/13/2003 5.6 62 14
118 You taught me Waiting with Myself 01/13/2003 5.0 62 10
119 As Everywhere of Silver 01/13/2003 5.4 62 11
120 Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine 01/13/2003 5.8 62 13
121 Some—Work for Immortality 01/01/2004 5.5 62 3
122 Arcturus 01/01/2004 5.5 61 9
123 As if the Sea should part 01/13/2003 5.3 61 10
124 A sepal, petal, and a thorn 01/13/2003 6.1 61 23
125 Bee! I'm expecting you! 01/13/2003 5.8 61 15
126 Superfluous were the Sun 01/13/2003 5.8 61 7
127 braind within its groove, The 12/31/2002 5.6 61 6
128 As Frost is best conceived 01/13/2003 5.4 60 8
129 Did we disobey Him? 01/13/2003 5.5 60 9
130 As One does Sickness over 01/13/2003 5.6 60 9
131 Always Mine! 01/13/2003 5.6 60 19
132 Alter! When the Hills do 01/13/2003 5.5 60 12
133 Death is potential to that Man 01/13/2003 6.0 60 9
134 Bloom upon the Mountain—stated 01/01/2004 5.5 60 8
135 Could—I do more—for Thee 01/01/2004 5.6 59 8
136 Because the Bee may blameless hum 01/13/2003 5.5 59 9
137 A Wounded Deer—leaps highest 01/13/2003 5.9 59 28
138 Sunset at Night—is natural 01/01/2004 5.8 58 7
139 Expectation—is Contentment 01/01/2004 5.7 58 6
140 A Bird came down the Walk 01/13/2003 6.7 58 172
141 Bless God, he went as soldiers 01/13/2003 5.4 58 10
142 A Shade upon the mind there passes 01/13/2003 5.7 58 22
143 Fame is a fickle food (1659) 01/20/2003 5.8 58 11
144 Before you thought of spring, 05/14/2001 5.5 58 11
145 All Circumstances are the Frame 01/13/2003 5.7 58 11
146 Bring me the sunset in a cup 01/13/2003 5.6 57 14
147 Crumbling is not an instant's Act 01/13/2003 5.9 57 14
148 Summer Shower 01/03/2003 5.6 57 8
149 You'll find—it when you try to die 01/01/2004 5.3 57 7
150 Be Mine the Doom— 01/13/2003 5.5 57 11
151 Away from Home are some and I— 01/01/2004 5.4 57 9
152 Baffled for just a day or two 01/13/2003 5.4 56 8
153 Death is a Dialogue between 01/13/2003 5.8 56 17
154 Autumn—overlooked my Knitting 01/13/2003 5.5 56 11
155 Sweet—safe—Houses 01/13/2003 5.7 56 4
156 A first Mute Coming 01/13/2003 6.0 56 26
157 Fame is a bee 01/13/2003 5.7 56 12
158 Spring is the Period 01/13/2003 5.8 56 3
159 Best Things dwell out of Sight 01/13/2003 5.4 56 8
160 A science—so the Savants say 01/13/2003 5.7 56 19
161 By such and such an offering 01/13/2003 5.8 56 6
162 An everywhere of silver 05/14/2001 5.6 56 14
163 Banish Air from Air— 01/13/2003 5.4 56 7
164 Did the Harebell loose her girdle 01/13/2003 5.4 56 9
165 Beclouded 01/03/2003 5.4 56 7
166 Before the ice is in the pools 01/13/2003 5.5 55 11
167 Before He comes we weigh the Time! 01/13/2003 5.3 55 7
168 Bereaved of all, I went abroad 01/13/2003 5.6 55 8
169 A shady friend for torrid days 05/14/2001 5.5 55 27
170 At last, to be identified! 01/13/2003 5.6 55 10
171 As far from pity, as complaint 01/13/2003 5.4 54 10
172 As Children bid the Guest "Good Night" 01/13/2003 5.4 54 8
173 You'll know it—as you know 'tis Noon 01/01/2004 5.6 54 7
174 A something in a summer's Day 01/13/2003 5.9 54 31
175 A single Screw of Flesh 01/13/2003 5.5 54 15
176 A solemn thing—it was—I said 01/13/2003 5.5 54 15
177 Finding is the first Act 01/13/2003 5.2 54 8
178 Before I got my eye put out 01/13/2003 5.4 54 9
179 A Solemn thing within the Soul 01/13/2003 5.6 54 19
180 Answer July 01/13/2003 5.4 54 11
181 Although I put away his life 01/13/2003 5.6 54 11
182 Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning 01/13/2003 5.6 54 5
183 A Tooth upon Our Peace 01/13/2003 5.5 54 14
184 As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies 01/13/2003 5.4 54 9
185 Could I but ride indefinite 01/13/2003 5.7 53 10
186 Delight is as the flight 01/13/2003 5.7 53 8
187 Crisis is a Hair 01/13/2003 5.7 53 9
188 From Blank to Blank 01/13/2003 5.7 53 6
189 It might be lonelier 01/13/2003 5.7 53 8
190 Your Riches—taught me—Poverty 01/01/2004 5.7 53 10
191 A transport one cannot contain 01/13/2003 5.4 53 15
192 Better—than Music! For I—who heard it 01/01/2004 5.6 53 8
193 It sifts from Leaden Sieves 01/13/2003 5.8 53 10
194 By my Window have I for Scenery 01/13/2003 5.4 53 7
195 A throe upon the features 01/13/2003 5.5 53 17
196 Behind Me—dips Eternity 01/13/2003 5.5 53 16
197 Do People moulder equally 01/13/2003 5.4 53 8
198 Could live—did live 01/01/2004 5.5 53 11
199 Despair's advantage is achieved 01/13/2003 5.6 52 9
200 Between My Country—and the Others 01/01/2004 5.6 52 8
201 Success is Counted Sweetest 12/31/2002 7.3 52 39
202 A slash of Blue 01/13/2003 6.0 52 28
203 Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? 01/13/2003 5.7 52 10
204 Departed to the judgment, 05/14/2001 5.7 52 9
205 Is it true, dear Sue? 01/13/2003 5.7 52 3
206 Delight becomes pictorial 05/14/2001 5.6 52 12
207 It did not surprise me 01/13/2003 5.7 52 3
208 Denial—is the only fact 01/13/2003 5.5 52 11
209 For largest Woman's Hearth I knew 01/13/2003 5.5 52 6
210 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! 01/13/2003 5.6 52 11
211 Bereavement in their death to feel 01/13/2003 5.4 52 11
212 Delayed till she had ceased to know 01/13/2003 5.6 51 10
213 It tossed—and tossed 01/01/2004 5.6 51 4
214 For each ecstatic instant 05/14/2001 5.6 51 12
215 It struck me every day 05/15/2001 5.6 51 3
216 Death sets a thing of signigicant 05/14/2001 5.6 51 12
217 Don't put up my Thread and Needle 01/13/2003 5.5 51 9
218 For every Bird a Nest 01/13/2003 5.6 51 7
219 Conjecturing a Climate 01/13/2003 5.5 51 6
220 Forget! The lady with the Amulet 01/13/2003 5.5 51 6
221 Surgeons must be very careful 01/13/2003 5.8 51 7
222 Come Slowly 01/03/2003 5.1 51 12
223 It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard -- 01/03/2003 5.6 51 6
224 Come slowly—Eden! 01/01/2004 5.5 51 13
225 By a flower—By a letter 01/01/2004 5.5 50 10
226 For this—accepted Breath 01/01/2004 5.5 50 8
227 Sweet Mountains—Ye tell Me no lie 01/01/2004 5.5 50 3
228 Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple 01/13/2003 5.5 50 9
229 Conscious am I in my Chamber 01/13/2003 5.5 50 8
230 Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! 01/13/2003 5.5 50 7
231 Finite—to fail, but infinite to Venture 01/01/2004 5.5 50 6
232 It makes no difference abroad 01/13/2003 5.5 50 6
233 But little Carmine hath her face 01/13/2003 5.5 50 7
234 Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth 01/13/2003 5.5 50 7
235 Summer for thee, grant I may be 01/13/2003 5.4 50 6
236 It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation 01/13/2003 5.5 50 3
237 Distrustful of the Gentian 01/13/2003 5.5 50 7
238 Color—Caste—Denomination 01/01/2004 5.5 50 8
239 From Cocoon forth a Butterfly 01/13/2003 5.5 50 7
240 Deprived of other Banquet 01/13/2003 5.5 50 8
241 A still—Volcano—Life 01/01/2004 5.7 49 15
242 Faith 01/01/2004 5.2 47 9
243 Soto! Explore thyself! 01/13/2003 5.8 47 4
244 Some, too fragile for winter winds 01/13/2003 5.7 46 4
245 A thought went up my mind to-day 05/14/2001 5.8 46 22
246 First Robin 05/14/2001 5.8 46 11
247 Sweet, to have had them lost 01/13/2003 5.7 46 4
248 Dying (I heard a fly buzz when I died) 01/01/2004 6.0 46 22
249 Suspense—is Hostiler than Death 01/01/2004 5.8 45 6
250 A toad can die of light! 01/01/2004 5.5 45 18
251 Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds 01/13/2003 5.7 45 3
252 Each life converges to some centre 05/14/2001 5.5 45 12
253 A South Wind—has a pathos 01/13/2003 5.6 45 12
254 Fame of Myself, to justify 01/13/2003 5.5 44 4
255 A Tongue—to tell Him I am true! 01/01/2004 5.6 44 19
256 Exhilaration—is within 01/01/2004 5.8 44 4
257 Flowers—Well—if anybody 01/01/2004 5.6 44 7
258 Is Bliss then, such Abyss 01/13/2003 5.6 43 4
259 Except to Heaven, she is nought 01/13/2003 5.4 43 7
260 Dropped into the Ether Acre 01/13/2003 5.6 43 6
261 It knew no Medicine 01/13/2003 5.6 42 4
262 Dreams—are well—but Waking's better 01/13/2003 5.5 42 12
263 It ceased to hurt me, though so slow 01/13/2003 5.7 42 3
264 I'm nobody! Who are you? 05/15/2001 9.1 42 120
265 Each Second is the last 01/13/2003 5.5 42 9
266 Funny—to be a Century 01/01/2004 5.6 41 6
267 Forever—it composed of Nows 01/01/2004 5.6 41 6
268 Fairer through Fading—as the Day 01/01/2004 5.6 41 7
269 Fitter to see Him, I may be 01/13/2003 5.4 41 10
270 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre 01/01/2004 5.6 41 7
271 Cocoon above! Cocoon below! 01/13/2003 5.6 41 6
272 It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone 01/13/2003 5.6 41 4
273 It troubled me as once I was 01/13/2003 5.6 41 3
274 Endow the Living—with the Tears 01/01/2004 5.6 41 6
275 By Chivalries as tiny 01/13/2003 5.6 41 8
276 It feels a shame to be Alive 01/13/2003 5.6 41 5
277 Fame is the tine that Scholars leave 01/13/2003 5.5 40 5
278 Drab Habitation of Whom? 01/13/2003 5.5 40 8
279 Forever at His side to walk 01/13/2003 5.5 40 8
280 Faith—is the Pierless Bridge 01/01/2004 5.5 40 8
281 Doom is the House without the Door 01/13/2003 5.5 40 9
282 Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day 01/13/2003 5.5 40 8
283 Frequently the wood are pink 01/13/2003 5.5 40 5
284 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered 01/01/2004 5.4 39 3
285 Truth—is as old as God 01/01/2004 8.1 38 5
286 Tell All The Truth 01/03/2003 7.0 38 22
287 Departed—to the Judgment 01/13/2003 5.1 37 8
288 Speech—is a prank of Parliament— 01/01/2004 5.6 37 5
289 You see I cannot see—your lifetime 01/01/2004 5.5 37 7
290 Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music 01/13/2003 5.6 37 3
291 And this of all my Hopes 01/13/2003 5.2 36 11
292 Soul, Wilt thou toss again? 01/13/2003 5.7 36 3
293 Is it dead—Find it 01/01/2004 6.0 36 3
294 Dust is the only Secret 01/13/2003 4.9 35 9
295 Sown in dishonor 01/13/2003 5.6 33 4
296 Exultation is the going 01/13/2003 5.9 33 8
297 Empty my Heart, of Thee 01/13/2003 5.3 32 11
298 Exclusion (The soul selects her own society) 01/01/2004 5.8 32 8
299 For Death—or rather 01/01/2004 5.7 32 12
300 From Us She wandered now a Year 01/13/2003 5.6 31 7
301 Embarrassment of one another 01/13/2003 5.5 31 4
302 Each Scar I'll keep for Him 01/13/2003 5.6 31 8
303 Such is the Force of Happiness 01/13/2003 5.6 31 5
304 Dying! To be afraid of thee 01/13/2003 5.4 31 10
305 The bustle in a house 12/31/2002 5.6 31 14
306 It was given to me by the Gods 01/13/2003 5.6 31 3
307 Elysium is as far as to 05/14/2001 5.6 31 7
308 South Winds jostle them 01/13/2003 5.8 31 3
309 T was just this time last year I died. 05/14/2001 5.6 31 6
310 Except the Heaven had come so near 01/13/2003 5.5 30 10
311 Experience is the Angled Road 01/13/2003 5.5 30 5
312 'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch 01/13/2003 5.5 30 3
313 Escaping backward to perceive 01/13/2003 5.5 30 4
314 To wait an Hour—is long 01/01/2004 6.9 30 13
315 Essential Oils—are wrung 01/01/2004 5.5 30 5
316 Take your Heaven further on 01/13/2003 5.5 30 3
317 Inconceivably solemn! 01/13/2003 5.3 29 4
318 Train 01/03/2003 5.6 26 4
319 To put this World down, like a Bundle 01/13/2003 4.5 26 3
320 To make a prairie (1755) 01/20/2003 6.3 24 16
321 To my small Hearth His fire came 01/13/2003 5.5 23 6
322 Garland for Queens, may be 01/13/2003 5.6 23 10
323 'Twas the old—road—through pain 01/01/2004 5.6 23 4
324 Triumph—may be of several kinds 01/01/2004 5.6 23 6
325 Twas such a little—little boat 01/01/2004 5.9 23 4
326 'Twas warm—at first—like Us 01/01/2004 5.8 22 6
327 That Distance was between Us 01/13/2003 5.5 22 3
328 To One denied the drink 01/13/2003 5.6 22 4
329 In Winter in my Room 01/13/2003 5.9 22 4
330 'Twas just this time, last year, I died 01/13/2003 5.5 22 4
331 'Twas a long Parting—but the time 01/13/2003 5.7 21 3
332 To offer brave assistance 01/13/2003 5.6 21 3
333 To own the Art within the Soul 01/13/2003 5.7 21 4
334 You left me—Sire—two Legacies 01/13/2003 5.8 21 13
335 That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet 01/13/2003 5.6 21 3
336 That after Horror—that 'twas us 01/01/2004 5.7 21 4
337 Teach Him—When He makes the names 01/01/2004 5.7 21 5
338 'Twas Love—not me 01/01/2004 5.7 21 6
339 To this World she returned 01/13/2003 5.7 21 4
340 Further in Summer than the Birds 01/13/2003 5.7 21 9
341 Twas Crisis—All the length had passed 01/01/2004 5.5 20 3
342 It was not death, for I stood up, 05/15/2001 5.5 20 9
343 To my quick ear the leaves conferred; 05/15/2001 5.5 20 3
344 To venerate the simple days 01/13/2003 5.5 20 4
345 It was too late for Man 01/13/2003 5.5 20 4
346 Taking up the fair Ideal 01/13/2003 5.5 20 4
347 Talk with prudence to a Beggar 01/13/2003 5.5 20 4
348 You love the Lord—you cannot see 01/01/2004 5.6 19 7
349 Sweet—safe—Houses 01/01/2004 5.6 19 5
350 I Died For Beauty 01/03/2003 9.3 19 54
351 Hope is the thing with feathers 05/14/2001 7.3 15 44
352 Some—Work for Immortality 01/13/2003 6.2 15 3
353 Unable are the Loved to die 01/13/2003 6.6 14 10
354 Impossibility, like Wine 01/13/2003 6.3 13 5
355 I heard a fly buzz when I died; 05/15/2001 9.2 13 57
356 In Ebon Box, when years have flown 01/13/2003 6.3 13 3
357 That I did always love 01/13/2003 6.2 13 11
358 In lands I never saw—they say 01/01/2004 6.1 13 4
359 Trust in the Unexpected 01/13/2003 6.2 13 5
360 You constituted Time 01/13/2003 6.5 13 8
361 Two butterflies went out at noon 05/15/2001 6.2 13 6
362 Unfulfilled to Observation 01/13/2003 6.0 12 5
363 My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun 01/13/2003 6.7 12 22
364 Undue Significance a starving man attaches 01/13/2003 6.0 12 6
365 To lose one's faith—surpass 01/13/2003 5.7 12 7
366 Two swimmers wrestled on the spar 01/13/2003 6.0 12 5
367 I'm the little 01/01/2004 6.3 12 4
368 To love thee Year by Year 01/13/2003 6.2 12 8
369 Twice had Summer her fair Verdure 01/13/2003 6.0 12 5
370 'Twould ease—a Butterfly 01/01/2004 6.0 12 4
371 You know that Portrait in the Moon 01/13/2003 6.3 12 6
372 In rags mysterious as these 01/13/2003 6.3 12 3
373 Give little Anguish 01/13/2003 5.3 12 7
374 Under the Light, yet under 01/13/2003 6.0 12 3
375 To make One's Toilette—after Death 01/13/2003 5.8 11 5
376 It can't be 01/01/2004 5.9 11 3
377 To my quick ear the Leaves—conferred 01/01/2004 5.8 11 3
378 I'm the little "Heart's Ease" 01/13/2003 5.9 11 5
379 The Battle fought between the Soul 01/13/2003 5.9 11 6
380 A little Road—not made of Man 01/13/2003 5.6 11 30
381 Wait till the Majesty of Death 01/13/2003 5.1 11 5
382 Uncertain lease—develops lustre 01/01/2004 5.3 11 3
383 If I can stop one heart from breaking, 05/15/2001 10.0 11 58
384 Wild Nights! Wild Nights! 12/31/2002 9.4 11 33
385 Upon Concluded Lives 01/13/2003 5.9 11 4
386 Some Keep the Sabbath Going to Church 01/03/2003 9.0 11 19
387 Much Madness is divinest Sense 01/03/2003 7.1 11 31
388 Too little way the House must lie 01/13/2003 5.8 11 3
389 You love me—you are sure 01/01/2004 5.5 11 11
390 We can but follow to the Sun 01/13/2003 5.5 10 4
391 Victory comes late 01/13/2003 5.5 10 8
392 Water, is taught by thirst 01/13/2003 5.5 10 14
393 Heart! We will forget him! 01/13/2003 7.8 10 34
394 It will be Summer—eventually 01/01/2004 5.5 10 4
395 Unit, like Death, for Whom? 01/13/2003 5.5 10 4
396 Unto like Story—Trouble has enticed me 01/01/2004 5.5 10 3
397 The Bee is not afraid of me 01/13/2003 5.5 10 7
398 Unto my Books—so good to turn 01/01/2004 5.5 10 3
399 That is solemn we have ended 01/13/2003 5.5 10 3
400 Two Travellers perishing in Snow 01/13/2003 5.5 10 6
401 The Angle of a Landscape 01/13/2003 5.5 10 3
402 Unto Me? I do not know you— 01/01/2004 5.5 10 4
403 Two—were immortal twice 01/01/2004 5.5 10 3
404 The Admirations—and Contempts—of time 01/01/2004 6.0 9 3
405 I Never Saw a Moor 01/03/2003 8.8 9 22
406 I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280) 01/20/2003 9.2 9 45
407 I took my Power in my Hand 01/13/2003 5.6 9 4
408 There is another sky 01/13/2003 9.0 9 14
409 Will there really be a "Morning"? 01/13/2003 10.0 8 11
410 Tell all the Truth but tell it slant 01/13/2003 8.8 8 37
411 My life closed twice 01/03/2003 10.0 8 23
412 My life closed twice before its close; 05/15/2001 8.1 8 23
413 I measure every Grief I meet (561) 01/20/2003 10.0 8 26
414 The bustle in a house 05/15/2001 8.1 8 11
415 The Brain—is wider than the Sky 01/01/2004 9.4 8 12
416 We Grow Accustomed to the Dark 01/03/2003 9.4 8 11
417 Why do I love You, Sir? 01/01/2004 9.6 8 20
418 There's a certain Slant of light (258) 01/20/2003 8.4 8 35
419 You said that I 01/01/2004 5.6 8 6
420 Nature is what we see— 01/01/2004 9.6 8 16
421 Will there really be a 01/01/2004 8.3 7 5
422 I’ll tell you how the sun rose 01/03/2003 8.7 7 11
423 I started Early - Took my Dog 01/03/2003 8.7 7 11
424 I taste a liquor never brewed 05/15/2001 6.9 7 27
425 Wild Nights—Wild Nights! 01/13/2003 9.9 7 29
426 The Brain—is wider than the Sky 01/13/2003 8.0 7 14
427 I like a look of Agony 01/13/2003 8.3 6 30
428 Nature, the gentlest mother, 05/15/2001 9.7 6 8
429 God gave a loaf to every bird, 12/31/2002 7.5 6 13
430 If you were coming in the fall, 05/15/2001 8.5 6 19
431 Cat 01/03/2003 8.5 6 7
432 A long—long Sleep—A famous—Sleep 01/13/2003 6.2 6 25
433 Heart, We Will Forget Him 01/03/2003 9.4 5 15
434 I Came to buy a smile—today 01/01/2004 8.0 5 9
435 The Moon was but a Chin of Gold 01/13/2003 8.2 5 7
436 If I should die 01/13/2003 7.4 5 5
437 How happy I was if I could forget 01/13/2003 8.6 5 10
438 My nosegays are for captives; 05/15/2001 4.0 5 4
439 Nobody knows this little Rose 01/13/2003 6.8 5 9
440 Have you got a Brook in your little heart 01/13/2003 8.8 5 13
441 I died for beauty but was scarce 05/15/2001 7.2 5 20
442 To fight aloud, is very brave 01/13/2003 6.0 5 10
443 Within my Garden, rides a Bird 01/13/2003 9.4 5 7
444 How happy is the little Stone 01/13/2003 8.8 5 10
445 My friend must be a Bird 01/13/2003 6.2 5 11
446 Nature rarer uses yellow 05/15/2001 7.2 4 11
447 I stepped from plank to plank 05/15/2001 7.8 4 6
448 The Soul Selects Her Own Society 01/03/2003 10.0 4 30
449 The Chariot 04/28/2011 9.3 4 1
450 With thee, in the Desert 01/13/2003 10.0 4 5
451 I held a Jewel in my fingers 01/13/2003 5.3 4 9
452 I years had been from home, 05/15/2001 9.8 4 8
453 Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven? 01/13/2003 9.5 4 6
454 I many times thought Peace had come 01/13/2003 9.5 4 6
455 I stole them from a Bee 01/13/2003 7.8 4 4
456 Whose are the little beds, I asked 01/13/2003 9.8 4 4
457 I dwell in Possibility 01/13/2003 8.0 4 35
458 It's all I have to bring today 01/13/2003 10.0 4 12
459 Glee—The great storm is over 01/01/2004 7.3 4 9
460 I cannot live with You (No. 640) 01/20/2003 7.8 4 22
461 I have a Bird in spring 01/13/2003 6.5 4 7
462 I hide myself within my flower 01/13/2003 3.3 4 10
463 I should not dare to leave my friend 01/13/2003 9.5 4 11
464 I went to thank Her 01/13/2003 9.5 4 3
465 Her breast is fit for pearls 01/13/2003 6.8 4 12
466 The Birds begun at Four o'clock 01/13/2003 7.0 3 4
467 The Skies can't keep their secret! 01/13/2003 9.3 3 5
468 I think the longest Hour of all 01/13/2003 10.0 3 4
469 My Garden—like the Beach 01/01/2004 5.0 3 9
470 There's been a death in the opposite house 05/15/2001 9.7 3 6
471 Why make it doubt—it hurts it so 01/01/2004 10.0 3 5
472 The Luxury to apprehend 01/13/2003 4.7 3 6
473 I would not paint—a picture 01/01/2004 9.3 3 5
474 If Blame be my side—forfeit Me 01/01/2004 8.7 3 3
475 I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to 01/01/2004 9.3 3 7
476 If He were living—dare I ask 01/01/2004 8.7 3 3
477 If the foolish, call them 01/01/2004 10.0 3 3
478 Where bells no more affright the morn 01/13/2003 10.0 3 3
479 If I could bribe them by a Rose 01/13/2003 8.3 3 5
480 I asked no other thing 01/13/2003 6.0 3 6
481 If pain for peace prepares 01/13/2003 8.3 3 3
482 If anybody's friend be dead 01/13/2003 8.7 3 5
483 'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! 01/13/2003 10.0 3 9
484 If the foolish, call them "flowers" 01/13/2003 9.7 3 6
485 We pray—to Heaven 01/13/2003 6.3 3 3
486 Would you like summer? Taste of ours 01/13/2003 10.0 3 9
487 If it had no pencil 01/13/2003 8.3 3 6
488 When Roses cease to bloom, Sir 01/13/2003 9.0 3 6
489 Ideals are the Fairly Oil 01/13/2003 8.3 3 3
490 There is no frigate like a book 05/15/2001 6.7 3 13
491 I lost a World - the other day! 01/13/2003 9.7 3 8
492 If I'm lost—now 01/13/2003 8.7 3 5
493 You cannot put a Fire out 01/13/2003 10.0 3 9
494 Like trains of cars on tracks of plush 05/15/2001 8.7 3 5
495 I tried to think a lonelier Thing 01/13/2003 7.0 3 7
496 Nature the gentlest mother is 01/03/2003 5.3 3 8
497 Wolfe demanded during dying 01/13/2003 10.0 3 6
498 If I may have it, when it's dead 01/13/2003 8.3 3 8
499 I keep my pledge 01/13/2003 1.7 3 6
500 I like to see it lap the miles, 05/15/2001 9.3 3 14
501 I haven't told my garden yet 01/13/2003 4.0 3 8
502 If any sink, assure that this, now standing 01/13/2003 8.3 3 4
503 Woodpecker, The 12/31/2002 10.0 3 9
504 I robbed the Woods 01/13/2003 10.0 3 3
505 If I should cease to bring a Rose 01/13/2003 8.7 3 6
506 I'm 01/01/2004 9.3 3 4
507 If He dissolve—then—there is nothing 01/01/2004 8.3 3 4
508 I would distil a cup 01/13/2003 8.7 3 3
509 If I shouldn't be alive 01/13/2003 8.3 3 6
510 I never lost as much but twice 01/13/2003 10.0 3 10
511 He fumbles at your spirit 05/14/2001 8.3 3 11
512 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick 01/13/2003 9.0 3 2
513 Whether my bark went down at sea 01/13/2003 9.7 3 5
514 Within my reach! 01/13/2003 10.0 3 7
515 Whose cheek is this? 01/13/2003 9.7 3 4
516 Without this—there is nought 01/01/2004 10.0 3 7
517 How many Flowers fail in Wood 01/13/2003 5.3 3 7
518 While it is alive 01/13/2003 9.3 3 7
519 My River runs to thee 01/13/2003 8.0 3 13
520 I felt a cleaving in my mind 05/15/2001 8.5 2 13
521 I think just how my shape will rise 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
522 Some things that fly there be 01/13/2003 9.0 2 10
523 I meant to have but modest needs 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
524 Glowing is her Bonnet 01/13/2003 7.0 2 6
525 If What we could—were what we would 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
526 If this is "fading" 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
527 Love—is that Later Thing than Death 01/13/2003 9.5 2 10
528 This is my letter to the world, 05/15/2001 7.5 2 19
529 When One has given up One's life 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
530 I'm "wife"—I've finished that 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
531 I went to heaven,-- 05/15/2001 10.0 2 4
532 When I count the seeds 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
533 I cross till I am weary 01/13/2003 8.0 2 5
534 I watched the Moon around the House (629) 01/20/2003 10.0 2 9
535 Heaven is so far of the Mind 01/13/2003 7.0 2 10
536 I reason, Earth is short 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
537 While Asters— 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
538 Given in Marriage unto Thee 01/13/2003 6.0 2 10
539 I'll send the feather from my Hat! 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
540 God made a little Gentian 01/13/2003 7.5 2 8
541 My life had stood 01/03/2003 10.0 2 9
542 There came a Wind like a Bugle 01/03/2003 10.0 2 4
543 Love reckons by itself—alone 01/01/2004 10.0 2 8
544 If she had been the Mistletoe 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
545 I had a guinea golden 01/13/2003 3.0 2 7
546 I was the slightest in the House 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
547 When the Astronomer stops seeking 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
548 I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs 01/01/2004 10.0 2 8
549 I ment to find her when I came; 05/15/2001 10.0 2 10
550 The Brain, within its Groove 01/13/2003 9.0 2 5
551 Who never lost, are unprepared 01/13/2003 5.5 2 4
552 If those I loved were lost 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
553 I sing to use the Waiting 01/13/2003 10.0 2 2
554 I know some lonely Houses off the Road 01/13/2003 5.5 2 6
555 When Night is almost done 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
556 If recollecting were forgetting 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
557 I met a King this afternoon! 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
558 He outstripped Time with but a Bout 01/13/2003 6.5 2 4
559 They say that 'time assuages, 05/15/2001 9.5 2 9
560 I often passed the village 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
561 Grief is a Mouse 01/13/2003 6.0 2 9
562 I make His Crescent fill or lack 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
563 When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
564 If your Nerve, deny you 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
565 I gave myself to Him 01/13/2003 6.0 2 14
566 I know a place where summer strives 05/15/2001 2.5 2 6
567 Her smile was shaped like other smiles 01/13/2003 7.0 2 6
568 Home 01/03/2003 8.0 2 13
569 I never told the buried gold 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
570 I should have been too glad, I see 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
571 I think I was enchanted 01/13/2003 10.0 2 2
572 I had no time to Hate 01/13/2003 2.5 2 12
573 He forgot—and I—remembered 01/01/2004 1.0 2 6
574 I know lives, I could miss 01/13/2003 2.0 2 5
575 I have never seen "Volcanoes" 01/13/2003 5.5 2 6
576 I'm saying every day 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
577 I tend my flowers for thee 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
578 The wind trapped like a tired man, 05/15/2001 10.0 2 5
579 I send Two Sunsets 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
580 Who occupies this House? 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
581 She sweeps with many-colored brooms, 05/15/2001 9.5 2 6
582 I meant to find Her when I came 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
583 The Winters are so short 01/13/2003 1.0 2 7
584 When I was small, a Woman died 01/13/2003 5.5 2 4
585 Who Giants know, with lesser Men 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
586 I never hear the word 'escape' 05/15/2001 10.0 2 6
587 When I have seen the Sun emerge 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
588 I cannot dance upon my Toes 01/13/2003 7.0 2 8
589 I think the Hemlock likes to stand 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
590 Where I have lost, I softer tread 01/13/2003 10.0 2 8
591 I shall keep singing! 01/13/2003 10.0 2 3
592 I read my sentence—steadily 01/01/2004 10.0 2 5
593 I'm sorry for the Dead—Today 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
594 Who Court obtain within Himself 01/13/2003 9.5 2 3
595 When we stand on the tops of Things 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
596 When I hoped, I recollect 01/13/2003 5.5 2 5
597 I showed her Heights she never saw 01/13/2003 10.0 2 5
598 The Definition of Beauty is 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
599 Papa above! 01/13/2003 4.5 2 4
600 I pay—in Satin Cash 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
601 Her— 01/01/2004 5.5 2 6
602 I never felt at Home—Below 01/01/2004 10.0 2 6
603 I reckon—when I count it all 01/01/2004 10.0 2 15
604 I rose—because He sank 01/01/2004 10.0 2 5
605 I saw no Way—The Heavens were stitched 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
606 I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
607 I'll clutch—and clutch 01/01/2004 10.0 2 5
608 I think to Live—may be a Bliss 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
609 I see thee better—in the Dark 01/01/2004 10.0 2 7
610 Where Thou art—that—is Home 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
611 Good Morning—Midnight 01/01/2004 7.5 2 11
612 I shall know why—when Time is over 01/01/2004 10.0 2 5
613 I want—it pleaded—All its life— 01/01/2004 10.0 2 3
614 I play at Riches—to appease 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
615 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
616 Heaven 01/01/2004 6.5 2 7
617 I know where Wells grow—Droughtless Wells 01/01/2004 4.0 2 6
618 I prayed, at first, a little Girl 01/13/2003 10.0 2 6
619 I had been hungry all the years- 05/15/2001 8.5 2 10
620 Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven? 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
621 Where Ships of Purple—gently toss 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
622 Snow beneath whose chilly softness 01/13/2003 2.5 2 5
623 Her final summer was it, 05/14/2001 8.0 2 11
624 Myself was formed—a Carpenter 01/01/2004 1.0 2 5
625 Morning—means 01/01/2004 10.0 2 4
626 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling 01/01/2004 8.5 2 3
627 In falling Timbers buried 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
628 I made slow Riches but my Gain 01/13/2003 10.0 2 4
629 Never for Society 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
630 My Worthiness is all my Doubt 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
631 Pain Has An Element 01/03/2003 8.0 1 7
632 There is a word 01/13/2003 10.0 1 6
633 The Robin's my Criterion for Tune 01/13/2003 1.0 1 8
634 One need not be a chamber to be haunted, 05/15/2001 10.0 1 13
635 Only God—detect the Sorrow 01/01/2004 8.0 1 7
636 One Year ago—jots what? 01/01/2004 10.0 1 5
637 Of Course—I prayed 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
638 He was weak, and I was strong—then 01/01/2004 6.0 1 7
639 Heaven has different Signs—to me 01/01/2004 5.0 1 8
640 Pigmy seraphs—gone astray 01/01/2004 10.0 1 4
641 The Future—never spoke 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
642 The Grace—Myself—might not obtain 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
643 The Soul that hath a Guest 01/13/2003 1.0 1 4
644 My wheel is in the dark 01/13/2003 7.0 1 3
645 Had I presumed to hope 01/13/2003 4.0 1 16
646 One Crucifixion is recorded—only 01/01/2004 8.0 1 4
647 I am alive—I guess 01/01/2004 3.0 1 9
648 He found my Being—set it up 01/01/2004 4.0 1 5
649 The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in his side 01/01/2004 10.0 1 4
650 I live with Him—I see His face 01/01/2004 10.0 1 7
651 I could die—to know 01/01/2004 2.0 1 4
652 I learned—at least—what Home could be 01/01/2004 1.0 1 8
653 He gave away his Life 01/13/2003 3.0 1 4
654 Patience—has a quiet Outer 01/01/2004 1.0 1 4
655 Pain--has an Element of Blank-- 01/01/2004 9.0 1 8
656 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed 01/01/2004 7.0 1 4
657 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flints 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
658 I cautious, scanned my little life 01/13/2003 6.0 1 9
659 Through the Dark Sod—as Education 01/01/2004 8.0 1 4
660 I cried at Pity—not at Pain 01/01/2004 6.0 1 8
661 The Test of Love—is Death 01/01/2004 10.0 1 9
662 Heart, not so heavy as mine 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
663 The Flower must not blame the Bee 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
664 Three times—we parted—Breath—and I 01/01/2004 10.0 1 6
665 Her Grace is all she has— 01/13/2003 6.0 1 7
666 How the old Mountains drip with Sunset 01/13/2003 6.0 1 4
667 Love—thou art high 01/13/2003 10.0 1 14
668 The Mystery of Pain 01/03/2003 10.0 1 7
669 Savior! I've no one else to tell 01/13/2003 1.0 1 3
670 So well that I can live without 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
671 We play at paste, 12/31/2002 10.0 1 4
672 We outgrow love, like other things 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
673 Removed from Accident of Loss 01/13/2003 5.0 1 4
674 He touched me, so I live to know 01/13/2003 3.0 1 7
675 One Sister have I in our house 01/13/2003 10.0 1 6
676 Musicians wrestle everywhere 01/13/2003 6.0 1 4
677 I can wade Grief 01/13/2003 6.0 1 8
678 Pain—has an Element of Blank 01/13/2003 9.0 1 6
679 I had no Cause to be awake 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
680 The Dust behind I strove to join 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
681 We learned the Whole of Love 01/13/2003 10.0 1 10
682 My period had come for Prayer 01/13/2003 9.0 1 5
683 I had no time to hate, because 05/15/2001 5.0 1 9
684 God permit industrious angels 05/14/2001 4.0 1 11
685 He fought like those Who've nought to lose 01/13/2003 4.0 1 9
686 He put the Belt around my life 01/13/2003 6.0 1 5
687 The Robin is the One 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
688 The Hollows round His eager Eyes 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
689 Our journey had advanced; 05/15/2001 7.0 1 5
690 The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb 01/13/2003 7.0 1 4
691 The Fingers of the Light 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
692 The Sunset stopped on Cottages 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
693 To fill a Gap 01/13/2003 10.0 1 9
694 We see—Comparatively 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
695 To die 01/03/2003 5.0 1 6
696 No Prisoner be 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
697 There is a June when Corn is cut 01/13/2003 1.0 1 3
698 I know that He exists 01/13/2003 1.0 1 9
699 Rest at Night 01/13/2003 1.0 1 5
700 The Leaves like Women interchange 01/13/2003 8.0 1 6
701 What did They do since I saw Them? 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
702 No Rack can torture me 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
703 I cannot be ashamed 01/13/2003 3.0 1 5
704 He told a homely tale 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
705 Had I not This, or This, I said 01/13/2003 6.0 1 9
706 I envy Seas, whereon He rides 01/13/2003 7.0 1 7
707 The Himmaleh was known to stoop 01/13/2003 1.0 1 3
708 Good night, because we must 01/13/2003 1.0 1 5
709 He fumbles at your Soul 01/13/2003 4.0 1 11
710 Death sets a Thing significant 01/13/2003 1.0 1 14
711 Not in this world to see his face 05/15/2001 9.0 1 5
712 To hear an Oriole sing 01/13/2003 1.0 1 5
713 No Romance sold unto 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
714 They leave us with the Infinite 01/13/2003 7.0 1 3
715 My friend attacks my friend! 01/13/2003 7.0 1 8
716 Partake as doth the Bee 01/13/2003 1.0 1 6
717 The Gentian weaves her fringes 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
718 Knows how to forget! 01/13/2003 1.0 1 4
719 One dignity delays for all 01/13/2003 1.0 1 3
720 The face I carry with me—last 01/01/2004 10.0 1 3
721 We lose—because we win 01/01/2004 10.0 1 5
722 Tie the strings to my life, my Lord, 05/15/2001 10.0 1 7
723 The heart asks pleasure first 05/15/2001 8.0 1 11
724 The Grass so little has to do 01/03/2003 10.0 1 3
725 No Crowd that has occurred 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
726 The Bible is an antique Volume 01/13/2003 8.0 1 4
727 This World is not Conclusion 01/13/2003 10.0 1 10
728 His Bill an Auger is 01/13/2003 4.0 1 6
729 His Feet are shod with Gauze 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
730 No Notice gave She, but a Change 01/13/2003 5.0 1 3
731 The feet of people walking home 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
732 The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
733 They Shut Me Up in Prose 01/03/2003 10.0 1 11
734 The first Day that I was a Life 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
735 I got so I could take his name 01/13/2003 5.0 1 4
736 The sky is low, the clouds are mean, 05/15/2001 9.0 1 5
737 So set its Sun in Thee 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
738 A shady friend—for Torrid days 01/13/2003 1.0 1 18
739 Have any like Myself 01/13/2003 3.0 1 4
740 The first Day's Night had come 01/13/2003 10.0 1 7
741 Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead 01/13/2003 6.0 1 6
742 We miss Her, not because We see 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
743 Great Caesar! Condescend 01/13/2003 5.0 1 6
744 We like march, his shoes are purple, 05/15/2001 10.0 1 4
745 Love—is anterior to Life 01/01/2004 8.0 1 9
746 Love—is that later Thing than Death 01/01/2004 6.0 1 9
747 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
748 I could not prove the Years had feet 01/13/2003 7.0 1 6
749 Herein a Blossom lies 01/13/2003 2.0 1 6
750 Our Lives Are Swiss 01/03/2003 10.0 1 5
751 Heaven is what I cannot reach! 05/14/2001 4.0 1 10
752 The good Will of a Flower 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
753 The dying need but little, dear,-- 05/15/2001 10.0 1 5
754 The Spider holds a Silver Ball 01/03/2003 10.0 1 3
755 New feet within my garden go 01/13/2003 8.0 1 4
756 I could not drink it, Sweet 01/13/2003 6.0 1 5
757 The Chemical conviction 01/13/2003 3.0 1 3
758 Love—is anterior to Life 01/13/2003 10.0 1 13
759 What care the Dead, for Chanticleer 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
760 I lived on dread; to those who know 05/15/2001 10.0 1 7
761 Our share of night to bear 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
762 The last Night that She lived 01/13/2003 8.0 1 8
763 He strained my faith 01/13/2003 3.0 1 4
764 The cricket sang, 05/15/2001 1.0 1 5
765 Going to Heaven! 01/13/2003 4.0 1 9
766 Purple—is fashionable twice 01/01/2004 8.0 1 3
767 Out of sight? What of that? 01/13/2003 10.0 1 4
768 Just lost, when I was saved! 01/13/2003 10.0 1 3
769 My Reward for Being, was This 01/13/2003 8.0 1 6
770 We do not play on Graves 01/13/2003 10.0 1 5
771 The difference between Despair 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
772 So from the mould 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
773 How far is it to Heaven? 01/13/2003 -- 0 10
774 So proud she was to die 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
775 The World—stands—solemner—to me 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
776 What if I say I shall not wait! 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
777 The Lady feeds Her little Bird 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
778 Her—"last Poems" 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
779 They ask but our Delight 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
780 They dropped like flakes 05/15/2001 -- 0 2
781 The Birds reported from the South 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
782 She went as quiet as the Dew 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
783 They called me to the Window, for 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
784 Publication—is the Auction 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
785 Of Consciousness, her awful Mate 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
786 The Mountains—grow unnoticed 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
787 The Mountain sat upon the Plain 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
788 The wind begun to rock the grass 05/15/2001 -- 0 4
789 The Moon is distant from the Sea 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
790 Noon—is the Hinge of Day 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
791 Not 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
792 Robbed by Death—but that was easy 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
793 My Portion is Defeat—today 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
794 The Lamp burns sure—within 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
795 Of Brussels—it was not 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
796 To see her is a Picture 05/03/2013 -- 0 0
797 In This Short Life 05/03/2013 -- 0 0
798 'Tis One by One — the Father counts 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
799 Not that We did, shall be the test 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
800 Safe in their alabaster chambers, 05/15/2001 -- 0 12
801 The Sun is gay or stark 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
802 I dreaded that first Robin, so 01/13/2003 -- 0 9
803 The lonesome for they know not What 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
804 This was a Poet—It is That 01/13/2003 -- 0 19
805 On this long storm the Rainbow rose 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
806 Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
807 The Day Came Slow 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
808 The Province of the Saved 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
809 This Consciousness that is aware 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
810 Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
811 The Body grows without 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
812 The Truth—is stirless 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
813 The Way I read a Letter's—this 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
814 The Outer—from the Inner 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
815 The Railway Train 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
816 The Red—Blaze—is the Morning 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
817 The World—stands—solemner—to me 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
818 The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
819 I've none to tell me to but Thee 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
820 Their Height in Heaven comforts not 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
821 Must be a Woe 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
822 The Soul unto itself (683) 01/20/2003 -- 0 6
823 The Night was wide, and furnished scant 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
824 How the Waters closed above Him 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
825 Pain has an element of blank; 05/15/2001 -- 0 6
826 Pain—expands the Time 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
827 Like Some Old fashioned Miracle 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
828 'Tis Anguish grander than Delight 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
829 Low at my problem bending 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
830 The Woodpecker 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
831 'Tis not that Dying hurts us so 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
832 There is a morn by men unseen 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
833 Sic transit gloria mundi 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
834 Through the strait pass of suffering 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
835 The Service without Hope 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
836 Severer Service of myself 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
837 Over the fence 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
838 It would never be Common—more—I said 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
839 It's coming—the postponeless Creature 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
840 Love—thou art high 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
841 My best Acquaintances are those 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
842 The Sun and Moon must make their haste 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
843 These are the days when Birds come back 01/13/2003 -- 0 12
844 The White Heat 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
845 What shall I do when the Summer troubles 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
846 One Life of so much Consequence! 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
847 Me from Myself—to banish 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
848 The Morning after Woe 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
849 I've nothing else—to bring, You know 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
850 The Only News I know 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
851 What Inn is this 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
852 We should not mind so small a flower 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
853 These tested Our Horizon 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
854 The thought beneath so slight a film 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
855 She slept beneath a tree 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
856 It's such a little thing to weep 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
857 The Day undressed—Herself 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
858 The Color of the Grave is Green 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
859 The Judge is like the Owl 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
860 This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
861 The Sunrise runs for Both 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
862 I had some things that I called mine 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
863 I've known a Heaven, like a Tent 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
864 He who in Himself believes 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
865 She dealt her pretty words like Blades 01/13/2003 -- 0 10
866 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
867 Poor little Heart! 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
868 Like her the Saints retire 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
869 No Man can compass a Despair 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
870 Pain 01/03/2003 -- 0 5
871 Soil of Flint, if steady tilled 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
872 Remorse 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
873 The Court is far away 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
874 It's easy to invent a Life 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
875 This is a Blossom of the Brain 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
876 The Rose did caper on her cheek 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
877 Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him-- 05/14/2001 -- 0 8
878 How well I knew Her not 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
879 Reverse cannot befall 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
880 This is the land the sunset washes, 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
881 Sleep is supposed to be 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
882 I could suffice for Him, I knew 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
883 Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
884 Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
885 I breathed enough to learn the trick, 05/14/2001 -- 0 3
886 Joy to have merited the Pain 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
887 The Soul's Superior instants 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
888 The Day that I was crowned 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
889 The One who could repeat the Summer day 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
890 The braind within its groove 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
891 Life—is what we make of it 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
892 Of Tribulation, these are They 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
893 What would I give to see his face? 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
894 It's like the Light 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
895 Only a Shrine, but Mine 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
896 The Spirit is the Conscious Ear 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
897 Let Us play Yesterday 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
898 The hallowing of Pain 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
899 Over and over, like a Tune 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
900 There is a Shame of Nobleness 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
901 No Other can reduce 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
902 What shall I do—it whimpers so 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
903 This Bauble was preferred of Bees 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
904 One Day is there of the Series 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
905 Perhaps you think me stooping 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
906 Mama never forgets her birds 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
907 She dwelleth in the Ground 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
908 The Color of a Queen, is this 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
909 My Eye is fuller than my vase 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
910 Of all the souls that stand create 05/15/2001 -- 0 4
911 She died at play 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
912 You said that I "was Great"—one Day 01/13/2003 -- 0 9
913 The Child's faith is new 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
914 When Diamonds are a Legend 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
915 Midsummer, was it, when They died 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
916 Prayer is the little implement 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
917 The power to be true to You 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
918 To know just how He suffered—would be dear 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
919 The show is not the show, 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
920 Publication 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
921 The rainbow never tells me 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
922 Portraits are to daily faces 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
923 To hang our head—ostensibly 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
924 The Manner of its Death 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
925 There came a Day at Summer's full 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
926 There is a flower that Bees prefer 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
927 Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
928 As Children bid the Guest 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
929 My Faith is larger than the Hills 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
930 She bore it till the simple veins 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
931 How many times these low feet staggered 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
932 I have a King, who does not speak 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
933 Me, change! Me, alter! 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
934 Went up a year this evening! 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
935 To interrupt His Yellow Plan 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
936 God is a distant—stately Lover 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
937 I can't tell you—but you feel it 01/01/2004 -- 0 8
938 Not all die early, dying young 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
939 This was in the White of the Year 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
940 The Wind begun to knead the Grass 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
941 The pedigree of honey 05/15/2001 -- 0 6
942 This Dust, and its Feature 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
943 Most she touched me by her muteness 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
944 We Cover Thee—Sweet Face 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
945 This that would greet—an hour ago 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
946 On this wondrous sea 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
947 Good night! which put the candle out? 05/14/2001 -- 0 6
948 There's something quieter than sleep 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
949 Rehearsal to Ourselves 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
950 Shells from the Coast mistaking 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
951 The Whole of it came not at once 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
952 I lived on Dread 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
953 Of Being is a Bird 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
954 Peace is a fiction of our Faith 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
955 To die—takes just a little while 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
956 To learn the Transport by the Pain 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
957 She sights a Bird—she chuckles 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
958 This Merit hath the worst 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
959 'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast Thou 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
960 There is a finished feeling 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
961 I gained it so 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
962 Me! Come! My dazzled face 05/15/2001 -- 0 5
963 I've seen a Dying Eye 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
964 The Soul has Bandaged moments 01/13/2003 -- 0 12
965 This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies 01/03/2003 -- 0 6
966 Not "Revelation"—'tis—that waits 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
967 Ribbons of the Year 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
968 The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
969 She rose to his requirement, dropped 05/15/2001 -- 0 5
970 The Loneliness One dare not sound 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
971 'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
972 So has a Daisy vanished 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
973 Many a phrase has the English language 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
974 Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn 05/15/2001 -- 0 9
975 She rose to His Requirement - dropt 01/03/2003 -- 0 4
976 She hideth Her the last 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
977 'Tis customary as we part 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
978 I felt my life with both my hands 01/13/2003 -- 0 11
979 She lay as if at play 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
980 Light is sufficient to itself 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
981 I found the phrase to every thought 05/15/2001 -- 0 8
982 Smiling back from Coronation 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
983 This—is the land—the Sunset washes 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
984 Of nearness to her sundered Things 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
985 The Soul's distinct connection 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
986 'Tis good—the looking back on Grief 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
987 More Life—went out—when He went 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
988 Perhaps I Asked Too Large 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
989 On such a night, or such a night 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
990 The Heaven vests for Each 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
991 There is a Languor of the Life 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
992 There is an arid Pleasure 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
993 The sweetest Heresy received 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
994 The morns are meeker than they were 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
995 She sped as Petals of a Rose 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
996 Tho' my destiny be Fustian 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
997 'Tis Opposites—entice 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
998 One Blessing had I than the rest 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
999 Put up my lute! 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,000 Like eyes that looked on Wastes 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
1,001 I fear a Man of frugal Speech 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
1,002 The Guest is gold and crimson 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,003 Remorse—is Memory—awake 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,004 On that dear Frame the Years had worn 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,005 Through lane it lay—through bramble 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,006 There is a pain—so utter 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,007 Till Death—is narrow Loving 01/01/2004 -- 0 9
1,008 'Tis little I—could care for Pearls 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,009 They have a little Odor—that to me 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,010 They have not chosen me, he said, 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,011 They won't frown always—some sweet Day 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,012 Tho' I get home how late—how late 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,013 The Wind didn't come from the Orchard—today 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,014 The Beggar Lad—dies early 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,015 Once more, my now bewildered Dove 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,016 She rose to His Requirement 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,017 Least Rivers—docile to some sea 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,018 Life—is what we make of it 01/01/2004 -- 0 9
1,019 Like Mighty Foot Lights—burned the Red 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,020 The Tint I cannot take—is best 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,021 I had not minded—Walls 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,022 I have never seen 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,023 What is— 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,024 Jesus! thy Crucifix 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,025 The World—feels Dusty 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,026 There are two Ripenings—one—of sight 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,027 These—saw Visions 01/01/2004 -- 0 2
1,028 The nearest dream recedes, unrealized. 12/31/2002 -- 0 7
1,029 What I see not, I better see 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,030 It's like the light, -- 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
1,031 When Bells stop ringing—Church—begins 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,032 Morns like these—we parted 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,033 Kill your Balm—and its Odors bless you 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,034 'Tis true—They shut me in the Cold 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,035 To be alive—is Power 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,036 Those fair—fictitious People 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,037 The name—of it—is "Autumn" 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
1,038 The Poets light but Lamps 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,039 I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes 01/13/2003 -- 0 2
1,040 Many cross the Rhine 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,041 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair! 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,042 How fortunate the Grave 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
1,043 Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,044 One Anguish—in a Crowd 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,045 So the Eyes accost—and sunder 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,046 Precious to Me—She still shall be 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
1,047 The Robin for the Crumb 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,048 Size circumscribes—it has no room 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,049 So glad we are—a Stranger'd deem 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,050 Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,051 Me prove it now—Whoever doubt 01/01/2004 -- 0 10
1,052 It's thoughts—and just One Heart 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,053 The Murmur of a Bee 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,054 So much Summer 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,055 I had the Glory—that will do 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,056 The Sun kept setting—setting—still 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,057 The Sun kept stooping—stooping 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,058 The Malay—took the Pearl 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,059 The Missing All—prevented Me 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,060 No Bobolink—reverse His Singing 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,061 I am ashamed—I hide 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,062 The Martyr Poets—did not tell 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,063 We thirst at first—'tis Nature's Act 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,064 The name—of it—is 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,065 Read—Sweet—how others—strove 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,066 We—Bee and I—live by the quaffing 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,067 The Veins of other Flowers 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,068 She's happy, with a new Content 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,069 How sick—to wait—in any place—but thine 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,070 Gratitude—is not the mention 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,071 One and One—are One 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,072 The Daisy follows soft the Sun 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
1,073 So bashful when I spied her! 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,074 The Love a Life can show Below 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
1,075 We don't cry—Tim and I 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,076 We dream—it is good we are dreaming 01/01/2004 -- 0 7
1,077 The Months have ends—the Years—a knot 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,078 Wert Thou but ill—that I might show thee 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,079 What Soft—Cherubic Creatures 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,080 The Sun—just touched the Morning 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,081 Snow flakes 01/13/2003 -- 0 8
1,082 Should you but fail at—Sea 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,083 Pain—expands the Time 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,084 Ourselves were wed one summer—dear 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,085 No matter—now—Sweet 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,086 Promise This—When You be Dying 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,087 Nature and God—I neither knew 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,088 Not probable—The barest Chance 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,089 Of Bronze—and Blaze 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,090 She staked her Feathers—Gained an Arc 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,091 I cannot buy it—'tis not sold 01/01/2004 -- 0 6
1,092 She died—this was the way she died 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,093 She sights a Bird—she chuckles 01/01/2004 -- 0 3
1,094 Our little Kinsmen—after Rain 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,095 He parts Himself—like Leaves 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,096 They put Us far apart 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,097 The Juggler's Hat her Country is 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,098 Least Bee that brew 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,099 Those who have been in the Grave the longest 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,100 My first well Day—since many ill 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,101 Mine—by the Right of the White Election! 01/01/2004 -- 0 5
1,102 Morning—is the place for Dew 01/01/2004 -- 0 4
1,103 The Heart has narrow Banks 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,104 This heart that broke so long 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
1,105 Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night 01/13/2003 -- 0 7
1,106 I bring an unaccustomed wine 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
1,107 Time feels so vast that were it not 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,108 Some such Butterfly be seen 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,109 The day came slow, till five o' clock 05/15/2001 -- 0 4
1,110 On a Columnar Self 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,111 The World—feels Dusty 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
1,112 Make me a picture of the sun 01/13/2003 -- 0 6
1,113 None can experience sting 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,114 Mute thy Coronation 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,115 Of all the Sounds despatched abroad 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,116 Renunciation 01/03/2003 -- 0 3
1,117 The only ghost I ever saw 05/15/2001 -- 0 3
1,118 We talked as Girls do 01/13/2003 -- 0 3
1,119 Just as He spoke it from his Hands 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,120 Sexton! My Master's sleeping here 01/13/2003 -- 0 4
1,121 It would have starved a Gnat 01/13/2003 -- 0 5
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