The poems are by default sorted according to volume, but you can also choose to sort them alphabetically or by page views.
| Page Views | Poem | Comments |
| 211233 |
There is another sky |
146 Comments
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| 97040 |
If those I loved were lost |
18 Comments
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| 89866 |
You love me -- you are sure |
25 Comments
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| 60870 |
Because I could not stop for Death -- |
85 Comments
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| 58604 |
I'm Nobody! Who are you? |
111 Comments
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| 54618 |
I heard a Fly buzz -- when I died |
48 Comments
|
| 45078 |
Much Madness is divinest Sense |
23 Comments
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| 41816 |
Nobody knows this little Rose |
72 Comments
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| 41615 |
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant -- |
33 Comments
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| 40421 |
After great pain, a formal feeling comes |
17 Comments
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| 37990 |
To see the Summer Sky |
14 Comments
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| 36422 |
"Faith" is a fine invention |
23 Comments
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| 35689 |
I have a Bird in spring |
15 Comments
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| 34700 |
Success is counted sweetest |
26 Comments
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| 33530 |
My Life had stood -- a Loaded Gun -- |
15 Comments
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| 33344 |
Awake ye muses nine |
37 Comments
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| 33322 |
If I should die, |
19 Comments
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| 32478 |
There is a word |
14 Comments
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| 31072 |
The Soul selects her own Society |
28 Comments
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| 31052 |
The Brain -- is wider than the Sky -- |
85 Comments
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| 30661 |
We lose -- because we win |
13 Comments
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| 30558 |
Snow flakes. |
13 Comments
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| 28943 |
There's a certain Slant of light, |
44 Comments
|
| 28876 |
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, |
19 Comments
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| 28666 |
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church |
15 Comments
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| 28563 |
Heart! We will forget him! |
47 Comments
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| 28038 |
Apparently with no surprise |
24 Comments
|
| 27966 |
"Sic transit gloria mundi" |
15 Comments
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| 24263 |
This is my letter to the World |
23 Comments
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| 23901 |
"Hope" is the thing with feathers |
28 Comments
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| 23662 |
On this wondrous sea |
9 Comments
|
| 23443 |
Her -- "last Poems" |
8 Comments
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| 23260 |
This World is not Conclusion. |
10 Comments
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| 22935 |
We grow accustomed to the Dark |
4 Comments
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| 22574 |
It's all I have to bring today |
11 Comments
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| 22210 |
Sleep is supposed to be |
11 Comments
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| 22097 |
I died for Beauty -- but was scarce |
29 Comments
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| 22087 |
I never lost as much but twice |
15 Comments
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| 21938 |
I started Early -- Took my Dog -- |
48 Comments
|
| 21642 |
Wild Nights -- Wild Nights! |
14 Comments
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| 21114 |
'Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe -- |
3 Comments
|
| 20770 |
Water, is taught by thirst. |
35 Comments
|
| 20409 |
The earth has many keys, |
6 Comments
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| 20392 |
My life closed twice before its close -- |
65 Comments
|
| 20251 |
There is a solitude of space |
44 Comments
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| 20014 |
I taste a liquor never brewed |
17 Comments
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| 19794 |
If I can stop one Heart from breaking |
33 Comments
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| 19061 |
A narrow Fellow in the Grass |
32 Comments
|
| 18508 |
Going to Heaven! |
11 Comments
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| 18368 |
I like to see it lap the Miles -- |
15 Comments
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| 17929 |
How happy is the little Stone |
12 Comments
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| 17878 |
The feet of people walking home |
4 Comments
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| 17254 |
One Sister have I in our house |
17 Comments
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| 16440 |
I'm "wife" -- I've finished that |
6 Comments
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| 16349 |
She slept beneath a tree |
2 Comments
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| 15905 |
I like a look of Agony, |
5 Comments
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| 15501 |
I dwell in Possibility -- |
7 Comments
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| 15320 |
A Bird came down the Walk |
11 Comments
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| 15140 |
I can't tell you -- but you feel it |
2 Comments
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| 14389 |
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers |
9 Comments
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| 14260 |
Frequently the wood are pink |
7 Comments
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| 14229 |
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House, |
27 Comments
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| 14094 |
A slash of Blue |
25 Comments
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| 13953 |
Good Morning -- Midnight |
1 Comment
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| 13798 |
It sifts from Leaden Sieves |
11 Comments
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| 13778 |
A sepal, petal, and a thorn |
6 Comments
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| 13539 |
There is no Frigate like a Book |
5 Comments
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| 13486 |
This was a Poet -- It is That |
4 Comments
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| 13217 |
If you were coming in the Fall, |
19 Comments
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| 13194 |
My wheel is in the dark! |
8 Comments
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| 13117 |
Will there really be a "Morning"? |
13 Comments
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| 13004 |
I never saw a Moor -- |
16 Comments
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| 12992 |
That Love is all there is, |
4 Comments
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| 12618 |
The Definition of Beauty is |
5 Comments
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| 12570 |
Could live -- did live |
3 Comments
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| 12502 |
When Roses cease to bloom, Sir, |
6 Comments
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| 12353 |
So has a Daisy vanished |
6 Comments
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| 12130 |
I never told the buried gold |
7 Comments
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| 12021 |
My friend must be a Bird |
6 Comments
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| 11978 |
In this short Life |
6 Comments
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| 11886 |
I dreaded that first Robin, so, |
28 Comments
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| 11721 |
Fame is a bee. |
13 Comments
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| 11658 |
It did not surprise me |
1 Comment
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| 11314 |
A word is dead |
10 Comments
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| 11303 |
The last Night that She lived |
3 Comments
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| 11269 |
She died at play, |
2 Comments
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| 11144 |
We never know how high we are |
22 Comments
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| 11069 |
Angels, in the early morning |
5 Comments
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| 11054 |
Papa above! |
5 Comments
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| 11008 |
Birthday of but a single pang |
2 Comments
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| 10800 |
A poor -- torn heart -- a tattered heart |
2 Comments
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| 10398 |
Pain -- has an Element of Blank -- |
9 Comments
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| 10372 |
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! |
2 Comments
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| 10151 |
I cannot live with You -- |
15 Comments
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| 10085 |
These are the days when Birds come back |
6 Comments
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| 10009 |
She died -- this was the way she died. |
8 Comments
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| 9867 |
Funny -- to be a Century |
1 Comment
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| 9860 |
"Nature" is what we see -- |
1 Comment
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| 9796 |
There's something quieter than sleep |
4 Comments
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| 9581 |
It was not Death, for I stood up, |
16 Comments
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| 9578 |
What is -- "Paradise" |
3 Comments
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| 9576 |
A little Madness in the Spring |
1 Comment
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| 9512 |
The Daisy follows soft the Sun |
|
| 9470 |
Some things that fly there be |
9 Comments
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| 9277 |
He fumbles at your Soul |
6 Comments
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| 9238 |
Fame is a fickle food |
8 Comments
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| 9126 |
I robbed the Woods |
7 Comments
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| 8913 |
I keep my pledge. |
1 Comment
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| 8870 |
The Wind -- tapped like a tired Man |
4 Comments
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| 8825 |
Your Riches -- taught me -- Poverty. |
|
| 8791 |
Luck is not chance -- |
|
| 8629 |
"Heaven" -- is what I cannot reach! |
6 Comments
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| 8565 |
I cannot dance upon my Toes |
|
| 8431 |
The rainbow never tells me |
4 Comments
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| 8427 |
Dying! Dying in the night! |
3 Comments
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| 8366 |
A Light exists in Spring |
16 Comments
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| 8346 |
I reason, Earth is short |
2 Comments
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| 8322 |
Nature -- the Gentlest Mother is, |
9 Comments
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| 8306 |
Good night, because we must, |
2 Comments
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| 8305 |
Bring me the sunset in a cup, |
6 Comments
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| 8184 |
Some say goodnight -- at night -- |
3 Comments
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| 8162 |
Poor little Heart! |
3 Comments
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| 8157 |
Summer for thee, grant I may be |
2 Comments
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| 8152 |
What Soft -- Cherubic Creatures |
2 Comments
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| 8143 |
The Guest is gold and crimson |
7 Comments
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| 8142 |
I'll tell you how the Sun rose |
13 Comments
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| 8130 |
The Bee is not afraid of me. |
3 Comments
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| 8088 |
The saddest noise, the sweetest noise, |
7 Comments
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| 8044 |
One need not be a Chamber -- to be Haunted -- |
2 Comments
|
| 8008 |
The Bustle in a House |
9 Comments
|
| 7981 |
If recollecting were forgetting, |
2 Comments
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| 7949 |
The Loneliness One dare not sound -- |
|
| 7858 |
Yesterday is History, |
1 Comment
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| 7838 |
A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest |
6 Comments
|
| 7831 |
Death is a Dialogue between |
7 Comments
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| 7795 |
Exultation is the going |
3 Comments
|
| 7789 |
Heart, not so heavy as mine |
1 Comment
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| 7783 |
The morns are meeker than they were |
4 Comments
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| 7763 |
A long -- long Sleep -- A famous -- Sleep -- |
2 Comments
|
| 7755 |
Her breast is fit for pearls, |
5 Comments
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| 7749 |
Adrift! A little boat adrift! |
4 Comments
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| 7721 |
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, |
5 Comments
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| 7629 |
Drowning is not so pitiful |
5 Comments
|
| 7457 |
I felt my life with both my hands |
2 Comments
|
| 7380 |
I never hear the word "escape" |
4 Comments
|
| 7353 |
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold |
5 Comments
|
| 7332 |
Bee! I'm expecting you! |
5 Comments
|
| 7319 |
The Soul has Bandaged moments -- |
3 Comments
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| 7306 |
I know that He exists. |
1 Comment
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| 7275 |
Before the ice is in the pools |
4 Comments
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| 7220 |
That I did always love |
2 Comments
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| 7175 |
Inconceivably solemn! |
1 Comment
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| 7163 |
The only Ghost I ever saw |
7 Comments
|
| 7160 |
"Why do I love" You, Sir? |
1 Comment
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| 7159 |
The Heart asks Pleasure -- first -- |
6 Comments
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| 7158 |
Our journey had advanced -- |
2 Comments
|
| 7140 |
Gratitude -- is not the mention |
1 Comment
|
| 7133 |
A still -- Volcano -- Life -- |
|
| 7132 |
Trust in the Unexpected -- |
|
| 7106 |
How many times these low feet staggered |
2 Comments
|
| 7098 |
To fight aloud, is very brave |
6 Comments
|
| 7092 |
A Clock stopped |
2 Comments
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| 7089 |
If she had been the Mistletoe |
1 Comment
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| 7085 |
Publication -- is the Auction |
2 Comments
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| 7070 |
There is a morn by men unseen |
2 Comments
|
| 7063 |
Morns like these -- we parted |
2 Comments
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| 7023 |
I would not paint -- a picture -- |
5 Comments
|
| 7012 |
Surgeons must be very careful |
4 Comments
|
| 6965 |
Within my reach! |
3 Comments
|
| 6902 |
That it will never come again |
2 Comments
|
| 6902 |
I am alive -- I guess |
5 Comments
|
| 6874 |
This heart that broke so long |
2 Comments
|
| 6872 |
They shut me up in Prose -- |
1 Comment
|
| 6858 |
If I shouldn't be alive |
2 Comments
|
| 6821 |
My friend attacks my friend! |
5 Comments
|
| 6796 |
A Route of Evanescence |
8 Comments
|
| 6728 |
I Came to buy a smile -- today |
3 Comments
|
| 6675 |
'Twas fighting for his Life he was -- |
|
| 6604 |
What I can do -- I will |
|
| 6587 |
The Bible is an antique Volume -- |
|
| 6549 |
The Lightning is a yellow Fork |
1 Comment
|
| 6548 |
She dealt her pretty words like Blades |
|
| 6473 |
Victory comes late -- |
1 Comment
|
| 6459 |
The Sun -- just touched the Morning |
1 Comment
|
| 6438 |
Ample make this Bed -- |
9 Comments
|
| 6417 |
I haven't told my garden yet |
3 Comments
|
| 6399 |
The Wind begun to rock the Grass |
4 Comments
|
| 6373 |
Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord, |
2 Comments
|
| 6355 |
Some Rainbow -- coming from the Fair! |
1 Comment
|
| 6341 |
She rose to His Requirement -- dropt |
|
| 6341 |
I should not dare to leave my friend, |
3 Comments
|
| 6338 |
Through lane it lay -- through bramble |
3 Comments
|
| 6315 |
I took my Power in my Hand -- |
4 Comments
|
| 6281 |
Our lives are Swiss |
4 Comments
|
| 6280 |
Ah, Moon -- and Star! |
|
| 6264 |
Who never lost, are unprepared |
3 Comments
|
| 6255 |
By a flower -- By a letter |
|
| 6231 |
I had been hungry, all the Years -- |
4 Comments
|
| 6218 |
I had no time to Hate |
2 Comments
|
| 6207 |
To die -- takes just a little while |
1 Comment
|
| 6196 |
Unto a broken heart |
1 Comment
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| 6184 |
I would distil a cup |
4 Comments
|
| 6134 |
One dignity delays for all |
2 Comments
|
| 6089 |
When I count the seeds |
1 Comment
|
| 6074 |
Love -- is anterior to Life -- |
4 Comments
|
| 6069 |
A something in a summer's Day |
|
| 6014 |
Sunset at Night -- is natural |
2 Comments
|
| 5981 |
Baffled for just a day or two |
6 Comments
|
| 5957 |
Death sets a Thing significant |
6 Comments
|
| 5941 |
I measure every Grief I meet |
7 Comments
|
| 5931 |
The difference between Despair |
2 Comments
|
| 5902 |
The Skies can't keep their secret! |
2 Comments
|
| 5899 |
Garland for Queens, may be |
1 Comment
|
| 5894 |
Abraham to kill him -- |
1 Comment
|
| 5894 |
Never for Society |
1 Comment
|
| 5865 |
Dear March -- Come in -- |
3 Comments
|
| 5838 |
I had a guinea golden |
3 Comments
|
| 5837 |
Mine Enemy is growing old -- |
2 Comments
|
| 5831 |
If this is "fading" |
5 Comments
|
| 5825 |
As imperceptibly as Grief |
2 Comments
|
| 5791 |
Faith -- is the Pierless Bridge |
5 Comments
|
| 5779 |
Title divine -- is mine! |
1 Comment
|
| 5764 |
Bereavement in their death to feel |
1 Comment
|
| 5724 |
Ambition cannot find him. |
2 Comments
|
| 5663 |
I send Two Sunsets |
1 Comment
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| 5657 |
A Wife -- at daybreak I shall be |
|
| 5650 |
In Winter in my Room |
1 Comment
|
| 5636 |
Hope is a strange invention -- |
1 Comment
|
| 5635 |
We dream -- it is good we are dreaming -- |
1 Comment
|
| 5632 |
The words the happy say |
2 Comments
|
| 5631 |
My River runs to thee |
5 Comments
|
| 5623 |
I hide myself within my flower, |
3 Comments
|
| 5611 |
Volcanoes be in Sicily |
1 Comment
|
| 5587 |
Behind Me -- dips Eternity -- |
3 Comments
|
| 5567 |
Why -- do they shut Me out of Heaven? |
2 Comments
|
| 5539 |
Make me a picture of the sun |
|
| 5532 |
There came a Day at Summer's full |
4 Comments
|
| 5500 |
She sweeps with many-colored Brooms |
9 Comments
|
| 5497 |
Are Friends Delight or Pain? |
3 Comments
|
| 5493 |
Musicians wrestle everywhere |
2 Comments
|
| 5492 |
If I should cease to bring a Rose |
2 Comments
|
| 5485 |
Not all die early, dying young -- |
|
| 5472 |
Crumbling is not an instant's Act |
6 Comments
|
| 5461 |
I gave myself to Him -- |
6 Comments
|
| 5436 |
It can't be "Summer"! |
|
| 5417 |
God is indeed a jealous God -- |
7 Comments
|
| 5413 |
Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it, |
1 Comment
|
| 5408 |
I've seen a Dying Eye |
3 Comments
|
| 5395 |
If pain for peace prepares |
1 Comment
|
| 5377 |
For every Bird a Nest |
|
| 5373 |
I Years had been from Home |
3 Comments
|
| 5365 |
Forever at His side to walk |
1 Comment
|
| 5335 |
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so |
1 Comment
|
| 5322 |
Unable are the Loved to die |
2 Comments
|
| 5314 |
'Twas warm -- at first -- like Us -- |
|
| 5300 |
We should not mind so small a flower |
2 Comments
|
| 5297 |
Over the fence |
1 Comment
|
| 5296 |
All these my banners be. |
2 Comments
|
| 5289 |
It's easy to invent a Life -- |
|
| 5288 |
I held a Jewel in my fingers |
2 Comments
|
| 5284 |
I reckon -- when I count it all -- |
1 Comment
|
| 5267 |
A fuzzy fellow, without feet, |
3 Comments
|
| 5264 |
Alone, I cannot be |
|
| 5255 |
On such a night, or such a night, |
3 Comments
|
| 5248 |
I can wade Grief |
1 Comment
|
| 5241 |
If Nature smiles -- the Mother must |
1 Comment
|
| 5178 |
A train went through a burial gate, |
1 Comment
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| 5175 |
Dreams -- are well -- but Waking's better, |
|
| 5156 |
I lost a World -- the other day! |
1 Comment
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| 5122 |
It dropped so low -- in my Regard -- |
1 Comment
|
| 5112 |
If I'm lost -- now |
|
| 5106 |
The name -- of it -- is "Autumn" -- |
2 Comments
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| 5066 |
A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb |
1 Comment
|
| 5058 |
We outgrow love, like other things |
6 Comments
|
| 5034 |
Two butterflies went out at Noon -- |
5 Comments
|
| 5027 |
It feels a shame to be Alive |
1 Comment
|
| 5026 |
I went to Heaven |
2 Comments
|
| 4954 |
The Devil -- had he fidelity |
|
| 4945 |
Before I got my eye put out |
|
| 4921 |
Just lost, when I was saved! |
|
| 4914 |
An altered look about the hills |
1 Comment
|
| 4899 |
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night" |
1 Comment
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| 4853 |
Escape is such a thankful Word |
|
| 4847 |
Whose cheek is this? |
1 Comment
|
| 4842 |
Jesus! thy Crucifix |
3 Comments
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| 4841 |
Love -- thou art high |
|
| 4832 |
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly |
|
| 4826 |
The Grass so little has to do |
2 Comments
|
| 4808 |
As by the dead we love to sit, |
1 Comment
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| 4807 |
I had some things that I called mine |
|
| 4802 |
He forgot -- and I -- remembered |
|
| 4777 |
All but Death, can be Adjusted -- |
2 Comments
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| 4763 |
A Dying Tiger -- moaned for Drink -- |
|
| 4757 |
The Moon is distant from the Sea |
1 Comment
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| 4756 |
From Blank to Blank -- |
1 Comment
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| 4750 |
A Lady red -- amid the Hill |
1 Comment
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| 4747 |
Witchcraft was hung, in History, |
2 Comments
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| 4743 |
A Secret told |
2 Comments
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| 4739 |
He ate and drank the precious Words -- |
7 Comments
|
| 4734 |
The parasol is the umbrella's daughter, |
1 Comment
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| 4722 |
I shall know why -- when Time is over |
1 Comment
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| 4722 |
The Murmur of a Bee |
|
| 4715 |
Renunciation -- is a piercing Virtue -- |
|
| 4703 |
For Death -- or rather |
|
| 4692 |
The Gentian weaves her fringes |
1 Comment
|
| 4685 |
If anybody's friend be dead |
|
| 4678 |
I felt a Cleaving in my Mind -- |
9 Comments
|
| 4678 |
It's such a little thing to weep |
1 Comment
|
| 4674 |
"Secrets" is a daily word |
|
| 4645 |
'Twas just this time, last year, I died. |
9 Comments
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| 4638 |
The Sky is low -- the Clouds are mean. |
2 Comments
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| 4632 |
Flowers -- Well -- if anybody |
1 Comment
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| 4604 |
Best Witchcraft is Geometry |
1 Comment
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| 4586 |
As if some little Arctic flower |
1 Comment
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| 4563 |
He put the Belt around my life |
3 Comments
|
| 4553 |
When Diamonds are a Legend, |
|
| 4549 |
I thought that nature was enough |
|
| 4548 |
Come slowly -- Eden! |
1 Comment
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| 4547 |
'Twas Love -- not me |
|
| 4545 |
How Human Nature dotes |
1 Comment
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| 4532 |
Essential Oils -- are wrung -- |
2 Comments
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| 4510 |
"Arcturus" is his other name |
2 Comments
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| 4504 |
Where I have lost, I softer tread |
2 Comments
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| 4500 |
Sexton! My Master's sleeping here. |
5 Comments
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| 4495 |
A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree -- |
5 Comments
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| 4484 |
"Sown in dishonor"! |
|
| 4481 |
He was weak, and I was strong -- then |
1 Comment
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| 4476 |
This dirty -- little -- Heart |
|
| 4447 |
I shall keep singing! |
2 Comments
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| 4441 |
There is a pain -- so utter -- |
1 Comment
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| 4441 |
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! |
1 Comment
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| 4432 |
I have a King, who does not speak |
1 Comment
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| 4422 |
I stepped from Plank to Plank |
|
| 4421 |
Patience -- has a quiet Outer -- |
1 Comment
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| 4397 |
It might be lonelier |
1 Comment
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| 4392 |
Death is like the insect |
|
| 4384 |
I prayed, at first, a little Girl, |
|
| 4377 |
Bless God, he went as soldiers, |
1 Comment
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| 4376 |
The Sun and Moon must make their haste -- |
|
| 4366 |
I'm ceded -- I've stopped being Theirs -- |
2 Comments
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| 4351 |
In rags mysterious as these |
1 Comment
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| 4347 |
Mama never forgets her birds, |
1 Comment
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| 4346 |
Good Night! Which put the Candle out? |
1 Comment
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| 4343 |
Have you got a Brook in your little heart, |
1 Comment
|
| 4335 |
Of all the Souls that stand create -- |
3 Comments
|
| 4325 |
Of God we ask one favor, |
|
| 4310 |
Growth of Man -- like Growth of Nature -- |
|
| 4301 |
The Soul unto itself |
|
| 4297 |
Love can do all but raise the Dead |
1 Comment
|
| 4296 |
My Garden -- like the Beach |
|
| 4271 |
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? |
1 Comment
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| 4261 |
Taken from men -- this morning |
1 Comment
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| 4258 |
Revolution is the Pod |
|
| 4252 |
Dust is the only Secret |
1 Comment
|
| 4247 |
There is another Loneliness |
|
| 4241 |
To wait an Hour -- is long -- |
|
| 4233 |
Just so -- Jesus -- raps |
|
| 4218 |
The Flower must not blame the Bee |
1 Comment
|
| 4213 |
The Test of Love -- is Death -- |
|
| 4212 |
Beauty -- be not caused -- It Is -- |
2 Comments
|
| 4209 |
The Doomed -- regard the Sunrise |
1 Comment
|
| 4206 |
Elysium is as far as to |
2 Comments
|
| 4198 |
A shady friend -- for Torrid days |
1 Comment
|
| 4181 |
No Rack can torture me |
|
| 4174 |
By a departing light |
1 Comment
|
| 4174 |
I often passed the village |
2 Comments
|
| 4164 |
That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet, |
|
| 4160 |
As Summer into Autumn slips |
1 Comment
|
| 4142 |
Going to Him! Happy letter! |
6 Comments
|
| 4139 |
A little East of Jordan, |
1 Comment
|
| 4135 |
The Mountains -- grow unnoticed -- |
1 Comment
|
| 4126 |
When Night is almost done |
2 Comments
|
| 4116 |
That after Horror -- that 'twas us |
6 Comments
|
| 4116 |
For each ecstatic instant |
2 Comments
|
| 4110 |
A Pit -- but Heaven over it -- |
|
| 4109 |
In lands I never saw -- they say |
|
| 4103 |
The Spider holds a Silver Ball |
|
| 4102 |
Remorse -- is Memory -- awake -- |
1 Comment
|
| 4098 |
You cannot put a Fire out -- |
4 Comments
|
| 4094 |
Once more, my now bewildered Dove |
2 Comments
|
| 4090 |
Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! |
|
| 4086 |
Distrustful of the Gentian |
2 Comments
|
| 4075 |
We don't cry -- Tim and I, |
1 Comment
|
| 4063 |
Within my Garden, rides a Bird |
|
| 4062 |
One Life of so much Consequence! |
1 Comment
|
| 4060 |
The World -- feels Dusty |
1 Comment
|
| 4056 |
Color -- Caste -- Denomination -- |
|
| 4053 |
So bashful when I spied her! |
3 Comments
|
| 4052 |
Autumn -- overlooked my Knitting -- |
|
| 4050 |
Between the form of Life and Life |
2 Comments
|
| 4024 |
To be alive -- is Power -- |
1 Comment
|
| 4019 |
The Missing All -- prevented Me |
|
| 4018 |
What mystery pervades a well! |
|
| 4016 |
September's Baccalaureate |
1 Comment
|
| 4016 |
I am ashamed -- I hide |
|
| 4011 |
The Rose did caper on her cheek |
1 Comment
|
| 3972 |
Sweet -- safe -- Houses |
|
| 3965 |
Our share of night to bear |
1 Comment
|
| 3963 |
So give me back to Death -- |
2 Comments
|
| 3956 |
I think I was enchanted |
|
| 3947 |
Now I lay thee down to Sleep -- |
2 Comments
|
| 3940 |
A great Hope fell |
2 Comments
|
| 3923 |
The mob within the heart |
2 Comments
|
| 3902 |
"They have not chosen me," he said, |
1 Comment
|
| 3896 |
"Faithful to the end" Amended |
2 Comments
|
| 3889 |
I stole them from a Bee |
2 Comments
|
| 3888 |
Nature assigns the Sun -- |
|
| 3888 |
I know some lonely Houses off the Road |
2 Comments
|
| 3878 |
Of so divine a Loss |
1 Comment
|
| 3873 |
If the foolish, call them "flowers" |
|
| 3870 |
Forever -- it composed of Nows -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3867 |
Hope is a subtle Glutton -- |
|
| 3865 |
What Inn is this |
1 Comment
|
| 3862 |
Of Life to own -- |
|
| 3854 |
On this long storm the Rainbow rose |
|
| 3838 |
'Tis Opposites -- entice |
|
| 3836 |
This -- is the land -- the Sunset washes |
1 Comment
|
| 3829 |
The Life we have is very great. |
|
| 3822 |
Love -- is that later Thing than Death -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3822 |
New feet within my garden go |
|
| 3820 |
He touched me, so I live to know |
|
| 3816 |
God gave a Loaf to every Bird -- |
2 Comments
|
| 3802 |
Her smile was shaped like other smiles -- |
|
| 3799 |
If it had no pencil |
1 Comment
|
| 3799 |
Peace is a fiction of our Faith -- |
|
| 3790 |
To hear an Oriole sing |
|
| 3790 |
A Night -- there lay the Days between |
|
| 3789 |
Besides the Autumn poets sing |
|
| 3785 |
The Judge is like the Owl -- |
|
| 3778 |
She went as quiet as the Dew |
1 Comment
|
| 3770 |
To venerate the simple days |
1 Comment
|
| 3768 |
Grief is a Mouse -- |
|
| 3768 |
To love thee Year by Year |
|
| 3768 |
Glowing is her Bonnet, |
1 Comment
|
| 3754 |
Me, change! Me, alter! |
|
| 3749 |
The Butterfly upon the Sky, |
2 Comments
|
| 3740 |
Pink -- small -- and punctual -- |
|
| 3735 |
I got so I could take his name |
2 Comments
|
| 3727 |
An honest Tear |
1 Comment
|
| 3715 |
After a hundred years |
|
| 3715 |
Glee -- The great storm is over -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3699 |
She bore it till the simple veins |
2 Comments
|
| 3698 |
We do not play on Graves |
|
| 3697 |
Wonder -- is not precisely Knowing |
|
| 3693 |
A Word dropped careless on a Page |
2 Comments
|
| 3692 |
God is a distant -- stately Lover |
1 Comment
|
| 3689 |
I play at Riches -- to appease |
|
| 3687 |
Always Mine! |
|
| 3685 |
Mine -- by the Right of the White Election! |
|
| 3676 |
Wait till the Majesty of Death |
1 Comment
|
| 3675 |
Life -- is what we make of it -- |
|
| 3674 |
A Charm invests a face |
2 Comments
|
| 3672 |
We talked as Girls do -- |
2 Comments
|
| 3672 |
'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch, |
1 Comment
|
| 3664 |
No Life can pompless pass away -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3659 |
One Crucifixion is recorded -- only -- |
|
| 3653 |
Savior! I've no one else to tell |
1 Comment
|
| 3646 |
The Heart is the Capital of the Mind -- |
|
| 3646 |
I have never seen "Volcanoes" |
|
| 3643 |
I met a King this afternoon! |
3 Comments
|
| 3635 |
"Remember me" implored the Thief! |
|
| 3623 |
Rearrange a "Wife's" affection! |
1 Comment
|
| 3609 |
My Maker -- let me be |
1 Comment
|
| 3609 |
Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower, |
1 Comment
|
| 3599 |
Many a phrase has the English language |
2 Comments
|
| 3598 |
I sing to use the Waiting |
3 Comments
|
| 3594 |
Escaping backward to perceive |
|
| 3593 |
Those -- dying then, |
1 Comment
|
| 3592 |
I many times thought Peace had come |
1 Comment
|
| 3592 |
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter |
|
| 3591 |
Perception of an object costs |
1 Comment
|
| 3589 |
I am afraid to own a Body -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3588 |
Love's stricken "why" |
3 Comments
|
| 3586 |
There came a Wind like a Bugle -- |
6 Comments
|
| 3584 |
Sweet hours have perished here; |
1 Comment
|
| 3577 |
Like her the Saints retire, |
2 Comments
|
| 3574 |
Endanger it, and the Demand |
|
| 3573 |
At Half past Three, a single Bird |
4 Comments
|
| 3570 |
A solemn thing -- it was -- I said |
|
| 3561 |
We play at Paste |
1 Comment
|
| 3542 |
Impossibility, like Wine |
|
| 3530 |
Nature -- sometimes sears a Sapling |
1 Comment
|
| 3524 |
The Birds begun at Four o'clock -- |
|
| 3523 |
What would I give to see his face? |
|
| 3509 |
What if I say I shall not wait! |
|
| 3508 |
How happy I was if I could forget |
1 Comment
|
| 3503 |
Great Caesar! Condescend |
|
| 3500 |
Nature and God -- I neither knew |
|
| 3497 |
A Door just opened on a street -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3489 |
Let Us play Yesterday -- |
|
| 3488 |
Me from Myself -- to banish -- |
2 Comments
|
| 3488 |
They dropped like Flakes |
1 Comment
|
| 3486 |
Few, yet enough, |
1 Comment
|
| 3483 |
A Thought went up my mind today -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3482 |
A loss of something ever felt I -- |
|
| 3482 |
They say that "Time assuages" -- |
4 Comments
|
| 3478 |
God permits industrious Angels |
1 Comment
|
| 3476 |
All men for Honor hardest work |
|
| 3470 |
Contained in this short Life |
|
| 3460 |
The most important population |
|
| 3459 |
Sweet is the swamp with its secrets, |
|
| 3455 |
The Summer that we did not prize, |
3 Comments
|
| 3455 |
Those final Creatures, -- who they are -- |
3 Comments
|
| 3450 |
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some |
1 Comment
|
| 3447 |
That Distance was between Us |
|
| 3445 |
I have no Life but this -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3445 |
The Sun kept setting -- setting -- still |
|
| 3442 |
Why make it doubt -- it hurts it so |
|
| 3441 |
A Cap of Lead across the sky |
|
| 3439 |
I've known a Heaven, like a Tent |
1 Comment
|
| 3434 |
I envy Seas, whereon He rides |
1 Comment
|
| 3429 |
The first Day's Night had come |
|
| 3415 |
Given in Marriage unto Thee |
|
| 3414 |
Where Ships of Purple -- gently toss |
3 Comments
|
| 3406 |
Presentiment -- is that long Shadow -- on the Lawn -- |
|
| 3403 |
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? |
|
| 3402 |
Because that you are going |
|
| 3397 |
The worthlessness of Earthly things |
1 Comment
|
| 3393 |
There is strength in proving that it can be borne |
|
| 3391 |
I heard, as if I had no Ear |
|
| 3379 |
So proud she was to die |
2 Comments
|
| 3379 |
The Snow that never drifts -- |
|
| 3379 |
A Coffin -- is a small Domain, |
|
| 3379 |
Whether my bark went down at sea |
1 Comment
|
| 3376 |
Further in Summer than the Birds |
1 Comment
|
| 3376 |
Through the Dark Sod -- as Education |
2 Comments
|
| 3374 |
Civilization -- spurns -- the Leopard! |
|
| 3370 |
Cocoon above! Cocoon below! |
1 Comment
|
| 3366 |
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room |
1 Comment
|
| 3366 |
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants -- |
|
| 3357 |
The Winters are so short |
|
| 3348 |
Dew -- is the Freshet in the Grass -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3348 |
This Consciousness that is aware |
|
| 3339 |
Circumference thou Bride of Awe |
1 Comment
|
| 3335 |
Tho' I get home how late -- how late |
|
| 3334 |
When I hoped I feared -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3334 |
The Sun kept stooping -- stooping -- low! |
1 Comment
|
| 3333 |
Sometimes with the Heart |
2 Comments
|
| 3333 |
Beauty crowds me till I die |
|
| 3332 |
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle |
1 Comment
|
| 3330 |
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple |
3 Comments
|
| 3325 |
A Prison gets to be a friend -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3317 |
The Color of the Grave is Green |
|
| 3314 |
Had I known that the first was the last |
|
| 3314 |
A darting fear -- a pomp -- a tear |
|
| 3312 |
A transport one cannot contain |
2 Comments
|
| 3309 |
My Faith is larger than the Hills -- |
|
| 3307 |
The Poets light but Lamps -- |
|
| 3303 |
That this should feel the need of Death |
|
| 3297 |
Expectation -- is Contentment -- |
|
| 3294 |
Too happy Time dissolves itself |
1 Comment
|
| 3294 |
Now I knew I lost her -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3274 |
Like Trains of Cars on Tracks of Plush |
1 Comment
|
| 3269 |
It will be Summer -- eventually. |
|
| 3263 |
The longest day that God appoints |
1 Comment
|
| 3263 |
"Heavenly Father" -- take to thee |
2 Comments
|
| 3261 |
It's like the Light |
1 Comment
|
| 3260 |
We'll pass without the parting |
|
| 3256 |
The Brain, within its Groove |
|
| 3246 |
I had not minded -- Walls |
|
| 3245 |
I fear a Man of frugal Speech -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3240 |
The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for |
3 Comments
|
| 3240 |
I've nothing else -- to bring, You know |
|
| 3239 |
There is a Languor of the Life |
|
| 3236 |
Life, and Death, and Giants -- |
|
| 3227 |
How soft a Caterpillar steps -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3224 |
A feather from the Whippoorwill |
|
| 3223 |
Sweet Mountains -- Ye tell Me no lie -- |
|
| 3216 |
'Tis good -- the looking back on Grief -- |
|
| 3207 |
Not Sickness stains the Brave, |
|
| 3206 |
"Go travelling with us!" |
|
| 3201 |
That Such have died enable Us |
|
| 3190 |
How far is it to Heaven? |
|
| 3190 |
A science -- so the Savants say, |
|
| 3186 |
Robbed by Death -- but that was easy -- |
|
| 3185 |
Split the Lark -- and you'll find the Music -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3179 |
Knows how to forget! |
|
| 3177 |
Nature rarer uses Yellow |
|
| 3176 |
The Child's faith is new -- |
|
| 3176 |
Some, too fragile for winter winds |
|
| 3173 |
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad |
|
| 3172 |
Empty my Heart, of Thee -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3172 |
Teach Him -- When He makes the names |
|
| 3171 |
Rest at Night |
|
| 3169 |
Let me not mar that perfect Dream |
2 Comments
|
| 3167 |
Judgment is justest |
|
| 3166 |
The Chemical conviction |
|
| 3164 |
It is easy to work when the soul is at play |
1 Comment
|
| 3158 |
Read -- Sweet -- how others -- strove |
|
| 3157 |
My Cocoon tightens -- Colors tease -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3156 |
A Spider sewed at Night |
1 Comment
|
| 3156 |
A Toad, can die of Light -- |
|
| 3153 |
Is it too late to touch you, Dear? |
3 Comments
|
| 3153 |
Besides this May |
|
| 3145 |
All that I do |
1 Comment
|
| 3144 |
March is the Month of Expectation. |
1 Comment
|
| 3139 |
I noticed People disappeared |
|
| 3130 |
Morning -- is the place for Dew |
|
| 3127 |
Purple -- is fashionable twice -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3126 |
The farthest Thunder that I heard |
2 Comments
|
| 3126 |
I bring an unaccustomed wine |
|
| 3125 |
A Word made Flesh is seldom |
|
| 3125 |
An ignorance a Sunset |
|
| 3123 |
Where Thou art -- that -- is Home -- |
|
| 3121 |
I've dropped my Brain -- My Soul is numb -- |
|
| 3118 |
Longing is like the Seed |
1 Comment
|
| 3114 |
As subtle as tomorrow |
|
| 3112 |
Except to Heaven, she is nought. |
1 Comment
|
| 3110 |
The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea |
1 Comment
|
| 3108 |
Take all away -- |
|
| 3107 |
Sang from the Heart, Sire, |
2 Comments
|
| 3106 |
Four Trees -- upon a solitary Acre -- |
|
| 3105 |
A little Dog that wags his tail |
1 Comment
|
| 3105 |
I never felt at Home -- Below |
1 Comment
|
| 3102 |
By Chivalries as tiny, |
1 Comment
|
| 3094 |
Suspense -- is Hostiler than Death -- |
|
| 3093 |
A Diamond on the Hand |
1 Comment
|
| 3088 |
Death is the supple Suitor |
|
| 3084 |
His Heart was darker than the starless night |
2 Comments
|
| 3084 |
Which is best? Heaven -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3084 |
Spring is the Period |
|
| 3080 |
Not with a Club, the Heart is broken |
3 Comments
|
| 3078 |
Exhilaration is the Breeze |
3 Comments
|
| 3077 |
Ah, Necromancy Sweet! |
1 Comment
|
| 3072 |
Experience is the Angled Road |
|
| 3070 |
"Heaven" has different Signs -- to me -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3069 |
As if the Sea should part |
1 Comment
|
| 3065 |
Eden is that old-fashioned House |
|
| 3065 |
Like Rain it sounded till it curved |
1 Comment
|
| 3062 |
When they come back -- if Blossoms do -- |
|
| 3057 |
To lose one's faith -- surpass |
2 Comments
|
| 3050 |
The reticent volcano keeps |
|
| 3049 |
Summer -- we all have seen -- |
1 Comment
|
| 3045 |
Portraits are to daily faces |
|
| 3043 |
Had we our senses |
|
| 3041 |
Is it true, dear Sue? |
2 Comments
|
| 3038 |
I know a place where Summer strives |
|
| 3035 |
I know lives, I could miss |
1 Comment
|
| 3030 |
The Angle of a Landscape |
|
| 3021 |
Truth -- is as old as God -- |
|
| 3014 |
No Man can compass a Despair |
|
| 3012 |
I tend my flowers for thee |
|
| 3007 |
Severer Service of myself |
2 Comments
|
| 3005 |
Because He loves Her |
3 Comments
|
| 3005 |
There is a flower that Bees prefer |
|
| 3001 |
A Tooth upon Our Peace |
1 Comment
|
| 2999 |
Is Bliss then, such Abyss, |
|
| 2998 |
Answer July |
|
| 2994 |
The Crickets sang |
|
| 2986 |
The Sun and Fog contested |
|
| 2977 |
So much Summer |
|
| 2975 |
'Twas such a little -- little boat |
1 Comment
|
| 2973 |
The Robin's my Criterion for Tune |
|
| 2968 |
I'm sorry for the Dead -- Today -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2965 |
It struck me -- every Day |
1 Comment
|
| 2960 |
Soul, Wilt thou toss again? |
|
| 2955 |
To fill a Gap |
|
| 2954 |
When Memory is full |
|
| 2951 |
The Robin is the One |
|
| 2950 |
Superiority to Fate |
|
| 2950 |
Each Life Converges to some Centre -- |
|
| 2949 |
A single Screw of Flesh |
2 Comments
|
| 2942 |
The Frost of Death was on the Pane -- |
|
| 2940 |
To learn the Transport by the Pain |
|
| 2933 |
I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes |
1 Comment
|
| 2931 |
I see thee better -- in the Dark -- |
2 Comments
|
| 2928 |
It ceased to hurt me, though so slow |
|
| 2926 |
Here, where the Daisies fit my Head |
|
| 2924 |
Touch lightly Nature's sweet Guitar |
1 Comment
|
| 2924 |
We miss Her, not because We see -- |
|
| 2923 |
The gleam of an heroic Act |
|
| 2921 |
From all the Jails the Boys and Girls |
|
| 2920 |
Bound -- a trouble |
|
| 2913 |
I cautious, scanned my little life |
|
| 2912 |
My Eye is fuller than my vase |
|
| 2909 |
I went to thank Her |
|
| 2909 |
All overgrown by cunning moss, |
|
| 2906 |
Death leaves Us homesick, who behind, |
|
| 2904 |
Winter under cultivation |
|
| 2903 |
Triumph -- may be of several kinds |
|
| 2899 |
An Hour is a Sea |
2 Comments
|
| 2894 |
If I could bribe them by a Rose |
1 Comment
|
| 2893 |
A face devoid of love or grace, |
|
| 2892 |
I thought the Train would never come -- |
|
| 2886 |
To mend each tattered Faith |
1 Comment
|
| 2884 |
If What we could -- were what we would |
|
| 2878 |
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset |
|
| 2877 |
Extol thee -- could I? Then I will |
|
| 2877 |
Delayed till she had ceased to know |
1 Comment
|
| 2876 |
It was given to me by the Gods |
1 Comment
|
| 2874 |
Had I presumed to hope -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2874 |
I was the slightest in the House |
|
| 2868 |
I asked no other thing -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2866 |
She sights a Bird -- she chuckles -- |
|
| 2864 |
Summer laid her simple Hat |
|
| 2862 |
Spring comes on the World -- |
|
| 2856 |
He who in Himself believes -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2853 |
Not probable -- The barest Chance |
|
| 2851 |
A precious -- mouldering pleasure -- 'tis |
|
| 2847 |
Artists wrestled here! |
1 Comment
|
| 2846 |
Some such Butterfly be seen |
2 Comments
|
| 2841 |
I found the words to every thought |
2 Comments
|
| 2841 |
I read my sentence -- steadily |
|
| 2840 |
These Strangers, in a foreign World, |
|
| 2839 |
Dreams are the subtle Dower |
|
| 2839 |
You love the Lord -- you cannot see |
1 Comment
|
| 2838 |
The Future -- never spoke -- |
|
| 2833 |
Upon the gallows hung a wretch, |
2 Comments
|
| 2832 |
My Triumph lasted till the Drums |
|
| 2830 |
"Houses" -- so the Wise Men tell me |
|
| 2827 |
The Day came slow -- till Five o'clock |
|
| 2826 |
Dying at my music! |
1 Comment
|
| 2821 |
Candor -- my tepid friend -- |
|
| 2812 |
Why should we hurry -- why indeed? |
|
| 2811 |
Again -- his voice is at the door -- |
2 Comments
|
| 2810 |
Far from Love the Heavenly Father |
|
| 2809 |
Which misses most, |
1 Comment
|
| 2809 |
Shells from the Coast mistaking -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2807 |
A Sickness of this World it most occasions |
|
| 2806 |
By such and such an offering |
1 Comment
|
| 2803 |
Confirming All who analyze |
|
| 2802 |
Did Our Best Moment last |
|
| 2800 |
I think to Live -- may be a Bliss |
|
| 2798 |
To lose thee -- sweeter than to gain |
1 Comment
|
| 2796 |
Sweet -- You forgot -- but I remembered |
|
| 2796 |
She lay as if at play |
1 Comment
|
| 2788 |
Lad of Athens, faithful be |
|
| 2788 |
When One has given up One's life |
|
| 2788 |
The nearest Dream recedes -- unrealized |
1 Comment
|
| 2783 |
Better -- than Music! For I -- who heard it -- |
|
| 2783 |
I'm the little "Heart's Ease"! |
|
| 2779 |
Embarrassment of one another |
|
| 2772 |
While it is alive |
|
| 2772 |
How many Flowers fail in Wood |
|
| 2771 |
Could I -- then -- shut the door |
|
| 2770 |
Through those old Grounds of memory, |
2 Comments
|
| 2770 |
Oh, honey of an hour, |
2 Comments
|
| 2765 |
Went up a year this evening! |
2 Comments
|
| 2763 |
They might not need me -- yet they might -- |
4 Comments
|
| 2762 |
Estranged from Beauty -- none can be -- |
|
| 2758 |
Sweet Pirate of the heart, |
|
| 2755 |
A Sparrow took a Slice of Twig |
|
| 2752 |
A Tongue -- to tell Him I am true! |
|
| 2751 |
Low at my problem bending, |
|
| 2744 |
Lightly stepped a yellow star |
1 Comment
|
| 2740 |
Prayer is the little implement |
1 Comment
|
| 2734 |
Your thoughts don't have words every day |
|
| 2733 |
The Heart has many Doors -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2732 |
Meeting by Accident, |
2 Comments
|
| 2725 |
Perhaps I asked too large |
|
| 2722 |
My Portion is Defeat -- today -- |
|
| 2717 |
Than Heaven more remote, |
|
| 2713 |
The Spider as an Artist |
1 Comment
|
| 2711 |
Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews, |
|
| 2709 |
Talk with prudence to a Beggar |
|
| 2705 |
Nature can do no more |
|
| 2705 |
The Voice that stands for Floods to me |
2 Comments
|
| 2700 |
Did the Harebell loose her girdle |
2 Comments
|
| 2697 |
Glory is that bright tragic thing |
1 Comment
|
| 2697 |
That short -- potential stir |
|
| 2693 |
Not knowing when the Dawn will come, |
|
| 2693 |
Heaven is so far of the Mind |
1 Comment
|
| 2691 |
To see her is a Picture -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2691 |
You'll know Her -- by Her Foot -- |
|
| 2688 |
We learned the Whole of Love -- |
3 Comments
|
| 2682 |
Long Years apart -- can make no |
1 Comment
|
| 2681 |
That is solemn we have ended |
1 Comment
|
| 2679 |
The Love a Life can show Below |
1 Comment
|
| 2678 |
We like March. |
|
| 2678 |
The face I carry with me -- last |
|
| 2673 |
Of Course -- I prayed |
1 Comment
|
| 2673 |
All the letters I can write |
|
| 2669 |
The Body grows without -- |
|
| 2666 |
If your Nerve, deny you |
2 Comments
|
| 2660 |
The Props assist the House |
|
| 2660 |
"Unto Me?" I do not know you -- |
|
| 2659 |
Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy, |
|
| 2658 |
Forbidden Fruit a flavor has |
|
| 2656 |
Great Streets of silence led away |
1 Comment
|
| 2653 |
You see I cannot see -- your lifetime |
|
| 2652 |
It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation -- |
|
| 2651 |
They put Us far apart |
|
| 2651 |
I live with Him -- I see His face |
|
| 2647 |
The first We knew of Him was Death -- |
|
| 2647 |
Of Bronze -- and Blaze |
|
| 2646 |
Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe |
|
| 2645 |
Shame is the shawl of Pink |
|
| 2645 |
When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side, |
2 Comments
|
| 2642 |
Doom is the House without the Door |
1 Comment
|
| 2638 |
Upon Concluded Lives |
|
| 2637 |
The pedigree of Honey |
1 Comment
|
| 2637 |
Through the strait pass of suffering -- |
|
| 2636 |
If I could tell how glad I was |
|
| 2636 |
We never know we go when we are going -- |
|
| 2631 |
Away from Home are some and I -- |
|
| 2629 |
The largest Fire ever known |
2 Comments
|
| 2629 |
Would you like summer? Taste of ours. |
1 Comment
|
| 2628 |
Pain -- expands the Time -- |
|
| 2625 |
Silence is all we dread. |
|
| 2623 |
Whose are the little beds, I asked |
|
| 2620 |
To know just how He suffered -- would be dear -- |
3 Comments
|
| 2619 |
Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day |
|
| 2616 |
By my Window have I for Scenery |
|
| 2616 |
Dropped into the Ether Acre -- |
|
| 2615 |
The Dandelion's pallid tube |
1 Comment
|
| 2612 |
Alter! When the Hills do -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2609 |
Time does go on -- |
|
| 2604 |
Society for me my misery |
|
| 2604 |
A little Snow was here and there |
1 Comment
|
| 2604 |
The power to be true to You, |
|
| 2602 |
So from the mould |
1 Comment
|
| 2601 |
Dying! To be afraid of thee |
|
| 2600 |
The lonesome for they know not What |
|
| 2599 |
You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies -- |
2 Comments
|
| 2597 |
Said Death to Passion |
|
| 2596 |
We learn it in Retreating |
|
| 2596 |
Delight is as the flight |
|
| 2595 |
Were natural mortal lady |
|
| 2595 |
The grave my little cottage is, |
|
| 2595 |
The Mountain sat upon the Plain |
|
| 2593 |
The Morning after Woe |
|
| 2587 |
The butterfly obtains |
1 Comment
|
| 2586 |
The Products of my Farm are these |
|
| 2585 |
There is a finished feeling |
1 Comment
|
| 2584 |
"Tomorrow" -- whose location |
1 Comment
|
| 2582 |
Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself |
|
| 2580 |
"Speech" -- is a prank of Parliament -- |
|
| 2577 |
I think just how my shape will rise |
|
| 2570 |
These are the days that Reindeer love |
|
| 2568 |
I tried to think a lonelier Thing |
1 Comment
|
| 2566 |
To die -- without the Dying |
|
| 2566 |
The Soul's Superior instants |
3 Comments
|
| 2561 |
Snow beneath whose chilly softness |
|
| 2558 |
Love is done when Love's begun, |
|
| 2556 |
Distance -- is not the Realm of Fox |
1 Comment
|
| 2554 |
On that specific Pillow |
|
| 2552 |
I should have been too glad, I see |
2 Comments
|
| 2548 |
Where every bird is bold to go |
1 Comment
|
| 2541 |
Denial -- is the only fact |
2 Comments
|
| 2541 |
I gained it so |
|
| 2540 |
"And with what body do they come?" -- |
3 Comments
|
| 2540 |
This quiet Dust was Gentleman and Ladies |
2 Comments
|
| 2540 |
Such is the Force of Happiness -- |
|
| 2538 |
Bliss is the plaything of the child -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2538 |
A Solemn thing within the Soul |
|
| 2537 |
To his simplicity |
|
| 2537 |
Death is potential to that Man |
|
| 2537 |
The Lamp burns sure -- within |
|
| 2536 |
Upon a Lilac Sea |
|
| 2535 |
As Watchers hang upon the East, |
1 Comment
|
| 2532 |
One Blessing had I than the rest |
|
| 2531 |
Speech is one symptom of Affection |
|
| 2529 |
It always felt to me -- a wrong |
|
| 2526 |
Conjecturing a Climate |
1 Comment
|
| 2525 |
A Bee his burnished Carriage |
|
| 2524 |
With thee, in the Desert |
|
| 2521 |
'Twas here my summer paused |
|
| 2521 |
On my volcano grows the Grass |
|
| 2520 |
Who were "the Father and the Son" |
|
| 2520 |
Let down the Bars, Oh Death -- |
3 Comments
|
| 2520 |
Of Brussels -- it was not -- |
|
| 2512 |
Soul, take thy risk. |
1 Comment
|
| 2512 |
When Bells stop ringing -- Church -- begins |
|
| 2508 |
A stagnant pleasure like a Pool |
|
| 2507 |
Pain has but one Acquaintance |
1 Comment
|
| 2498 |
The distance that the dead have gone |
1 Comment
|
| 2496 |
The Way to know the Bobolink |
|
| 2492 |
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning |
|
| 2486 |
The Things that never can come back, are several -- |
|
| 2486 |
Of Paradise' existence |
|
| 2486 |
I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl |
|
| 2485 |
You're right -- "the way is narrow" |
|
| 2484 |
One of the ones that Midas touched |
|
| 2484 |
We pray -- to Heaven |
|
| 2483 |
Did we disobey Him? |
|
| 2482 |
I'll send the feather from my Hat! |
|
| 2478 |
Apology for Her |
|
| 2477 |
Where Roses would not dare to go, |
1 Comment
|
| 2476 |
The last of Summer is Delight -- |
|
| 2470 |
I cannot want it more -- |
|
| 2470 |
It makes no difference abroad -- |
|
| 2469 |
South Winds jostle them |
|
| 2463 |
A Man may make a Remark -- |
|
| 2461 |
The long sigh of the Frog |
|
| 2460 |
The Road to Paradise is plain, |
1 Comment
|
| 2460 |
'Tis little I -- could care for Pearls |
|
| 2457 |
"Morning" -- means "Milking" -- to the Farmer |
|
| 2456 |
On a Columnar Self -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2455 |
Where bells no more affright the morn |
|
| 2450 |
Some we see no more, Tenements of Wonder |
|
| 2449 |
The Mind lives on the Heart |
|
| 2447 |
There comes a warning like a spy |
|
| 2445 |
One Year ago -- jots what? |
2 Comments
|
| 2442 |
If all the griefs I am to have |
1 Comment
|
| 2441 |
Not to discover weakness is |
1 Comment
|
| 2440 |
Departed -- to the Judgment -- |
2 Comments
|
| 2438 |
God made a little Gentian |
1 Comment
|
| 2437 |
Summer has two Beginnings -- |
|
| 2436 |
I think the longest Hour of all |
|
| 2435 |
The Riddle we can guess |
|
| 2434 |
How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2434 |
Only God -- detect the Sorrow -- |
|
| 2428 |
The Martyr Poets -- did not tell -- |
|
| 2427 |
The Day undressed -- Herself -- |
|
| 2425 |
A nearness to Tremendousness -- |
|
| 2418 |
For this -- accepted Breath |
|
| 2411 |
Tho' my destiny be Fustian |
|
| 2407 |
Of Being is a Bird |
|
| 2405 |
A happy lip -- breaks sudden |
1 Comment
|
| 2402 |
The Soul should always stand ajar |
1 Comment
|
| 2398 |
He scanned it -- staggered -- |
|
| 2397 |
How dare the robins sing, |
|
| 2397 |
The Truth -- is stirless -- |
|
| 2394 |
He was my host -- he was my guest, |
|
| 2393 |
The Past is such a curious Creature |
|
| 2393 |
Bind me -- I still can sing -- |
|
| 2392 |
I'm saying every day |
|
| 2391 |
Lest any doubt that we are glad that they were born Today |
|
| 2388 |
My period had come for Prayer -- |
|
| 2387 |
I worked for chaff and earning Wheat |
1 Comment
|
| 2383 |
To be forgot by thee |
1 Comment
|
| 2382 |
Of Nature I shall have enough |
|
| 2382 |
As if I asked a common Alms |
1 Comment
|
| 2380 |
If He dissolve -- then |
|
| 2379 |
Not any sunny tone |
|
| 2379 |
To hang our head -- ostensibly |
|
| 2377 |
The Black Berry -- wears a Thorn in his side -- |
|
| 2376 |
Fate slew Him, but He did not drop -- |
|
| 2375 |
We send the Wave to find the Wave -- |
|
| 2374 |
He strained my faith |
|
| 2372 |
A wild Blue sky abreast of Winds |
|
| 2371 |
You've seen Balloons set -- Haven't You? |
|
| 2371 |
When I was small, a Woman died -- |
|
| 2369 |
I saw no Way -- The Heavens were stitched |
|
| 2366 |
A Wind that rose |
|
| 2364 |
Satisfaction -- is the Agent |
|
| 2362 |
Is it dead -- Find it |
|
| 2361 |
I'd rather recollect a setting |
|
| 2361 |
Many cross the Rhine |
|
| 2356 |
Trusty as the stars |
|
| 2356 |
The Sea said "Come" to the Brook -- |
|
| 2354 |
A Murmur in the Trees -- to note |
|
| 2350 |
An antiquated Grace |
|
| 2348 |
My nosegays are for Captives |
1 Comment
|
| 2341 |
After all Birds have been investigated and laid aside -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2339 |
The Leaves like Women interchange |
|
| 2337 |
Had I not seen the Sun |
|
| 2336 |
Surprise is like a thrilling -- pungent -- |
|
| 2336 |
It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone |
|
| 2333 |
I cried at Pity -- not at Pain -- |
|
| 2333 |
Delight -- becomes pictorial -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2330 |
At last, to be identified! |
|
| 2329 |
Her Grace is all she has -- |
|
| 2326 |
Give little Anguish |
|
| 2325 |
Exhilaration -- is within |
|
| 2316 |
I suppose the time will come |
|
| 2316 |
Count not that far that can be had, |
|
| 2312 |
The Days that we can spare |
|
| 2311 |
Love reckons by itself -- alone -- |
|
| 2311 |
Conscious am I in my Chamber, |
|
| 2308 |
'Tis so appalling -- it exhilarates |
|
| 2307 |
"Go tell it" -- What a Message -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2306 |
Bloom -- is Result -- to meet a Flower |
|
| 2302 |
Banish Air from Air -- |
|
| 2302 |
Time feels so vast that were it not |
|
| 2301 |
Had this one Day not been. |
|
| 2301 |
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky |
|
| 2300 |
Although I put away his life |
|
| 2299 |
How slow the Wind -- |
|
| 2294 |
My Heart ran so to thee |
1 Comment
|
| 2294 |
Did We abolish Frost |
|
| 2293 |
To own a Susan of my own |
|
| 2293 |
To flee from memory |
|
| 2292 |
Two Travellers perishing in Snow |
|
| 2291 |
If I may have it, when it's dead, |
|
| 2290 |
The Face we choose to miss -- |
|
| 2289 |
Immortal is an ample word |
|
| 2289 |
No Romance sold unto |
|
| 2289 |
The Battle fought between the Soul |
|
| 2288 |
Bereaved of all, I went abroad -- |
|
| 2288 |
Three times -- we parted -- Breath -- and I -- |
2 Comments
|
| 2287 |
A curious Cloud surprised the Sky, |
|
| 2287 |
The Bat is dun, with wrinkled Wings -- |
|
| 2285 |
These are the Signs to Nature's Inns -- |
|
| 2284 |
My first well Day -- since many ill -- |
|
| 2282 |
Whose Pink career may have a close |
|
| 2282 |
The hallowing of Pain |
|
| 2280 |
I could die -- to know -- |
|
| 2279 |
Not that We did, shall be the test |
1 Comment
|
| 2279 |
The Tint I cannot take -- is best -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2277 |
I could not prove the Years had feet -- |
|
| 2273 |
Summer is shorter than any one -- |
|
| 2272 |
Some -- Work for Immortality |
|
| 2269 |
Put up my lute! |
2 Comments
|
| 2269 |
Two swimmers wrestled on the spar |
|
| 2268 |
The pungent atom in the Air |
|
| 2268 |
Her final Summer was it -- |
|
| 2263 |
Tell as a Marksman -- were forgotten |
|
| 2262 |
How sick -- to wait -- in any place -- but thine |
|
| 2258 |
The ecstasy to guess |
|
| 2255 |
What I see not, I better see -- |
|
| 2255 |
A throe upon the features |
1 Comment
|
| 2253 |
Summer begins to have the look |
2 Comments
|
| 2252 |
Parting with Thee reluctantly, |
|
| 2251 |
Between My Country -- and the Others -- |
3 Comments
|
| 2251 |
I meant to find Her when I came -- |
|
| 2247 |
So I pull my Stockings off |
1 Comment
|
| 2245 |
Except the Heaven had come so near |
|
| 2244 |
Ah, Teneriffe! |
2 Comments
|
| 2243 |
Opinion is a flitting thing, |
|
| 2241 |
The wind drew off |
|
| 2241 |
A soft Sea washed around the House |
|
| 2239 |
Fortitude incarnate |
|
| 2236 |
The Rat is the concisest Tenant. |
|
| 2236 |
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer |
|
| 2233 |
I've got an arrow here. |
|
| 2232 |
The One who could repeat the Summer day |
|
| 2230 |
To interrupt His Yellow Plan |
|
| 2228 |
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree |
|
| 2228 |
The Malay -- took the Pearl |
|
| 2228 |
For largest Woman's Hearth I knew |
|
| 2225 |
Could that sweet Darkness where they dwell |
1 Comment
|
| 2225 |
I watched the Moon around the House |
|
| 2224 |
Look back on Time, with kindly eyes -- |
|
| 2224 |
I should not dare to be so sad |
|
| 2224 |
Shall I take thee, the Poet said |
|
| 2224 |
When we stand on the tops of Things |
|
| 2223 |
One and One -- are One -- |
|
| 2221 |
To break so vast a Heart |
|
| 2220 |
He gave away his Life -- |
|
| 2219 |
You cannot make Remembrance grow |
|
| 2219 |
No Prisoner be -- |
|
| 2218 |
Her face was in a bed of hair, |
2 Comments
|
| 2218 |
The thought beneath so slight a film |
|
| 2215 |
I took one Draught of Life -- |
|
| 2215 |
As from the earth the light Balloon |
|
| 2215 |
She's happy, with a new Content -- |
|
| 2214 |
The Months have ends -- the Years -- a knot |
|
| 2212 |
No Notice gave She, but a Change -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2211 |
The going from a world we know |
1 Comment
|
| 2209 |
Pursuing you in your transitions, |
1 Comment
|
| 2208 |
Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles -- |
|
| 2207 |
My country need not change her gown, |
|
| 2206 |
Like Men and Women Shadows walk |
|
| 2204 |
Ashes denote that Fire was -- |
|
| 2203 |
Unit, like Death, for Whom? |
|
| 2200 |
The Day she goes |
|
| 2200 |
Undue Significance a starving man attaches |
|
| 2198 |
Least Rivers -- docile to some sea |
2 Comments
|
| 2197 |
A faded Boy -- in sallow Clothes |
|
| 2196 |
A little Road -- not made of Man -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2195 |
Alone and in a Circumstance |
|
| 2195 |
This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life |
1 Comment
|
| 2195 |
You said that I "was Great" -- one Day -- |
|
| 2194 |
Each that we lose takes part of us; |
1 Comment
|
| 2194 |
'Twas the old -- road -- through pain |
|
| 2193 |
The Sun is gay or stark |
1 Comment
|
| 2191 |
The first Day that I was a Life |
1 Comment
|
| 2191 |
Could I but ride indefinite |
|
| 2189 |
While we were fearing it, it came -- |
|
| 2186 |
Removed from Accident of Loss |
|
| 2183 |
Kill your Balm -- and its Odors bless you |
|
| 2180 |
Talk not to me of Summer Trees |
1 Comment
|
| 2180 |
Out of sight? What of that? |
|
| 2178 |
White as an Indian Pipe |
|
| 2177 |
Brother of Ingots -- Ah Peru -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2176 |
My Worthiness is all my Doubt -- |
|
| 2175 |
'Twould ease -- a Butterfly -- |
|
| 2173 |
Is Heaven a Physician? |
|
| 2173 |
Each Scar I'll keep for Him |
1 Comment
|
| 2172 |
Joy to have merited the Pain -- |
|
| 2171 |
So well that I can live without |
|
| 2169 |
The Color of a Queen, is this -- |
|
| 2169 |
A Burdock -- clawed my Gown |
|
| 2169 |
Pigmy seraphs -- gone astray |
|
| 2164 |
Climbing to reach the costly Hearts |
|
| 2161 |
You taught me Waiting with Myself -- |
|
| 2158 |
Precious to Me -- She still shall be -- |
|
| 2157 |
One crown that no one seeks |
1 Comment
|
| 2157 |
'Twas a long Parting -- but the time |
|
| 2156 |
Ourselves were wed one summer -- dear -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2147 |
All things swept sole away |
|
| 2146 |
There is a June when Corn is cut |
2 Comments
|
| 2143 |
To tell the Beauty would decrease |
1 Comment
|
| 2142 |
The Sunset stopped on Cottages |
|
| 2142 |
My Soul -- accused me -- And I quailed -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2137 |
I showed her Heights she never saw |
|
| 2136 |
The Heart has narrow Banks |
|
| 2135 |
We wear our sober Dresses when we die, |
|
| 2135 |
It troubled me as once I was -- |
|
| 2132 |
The healed Heart shows its shallow scar |
1 Comment
|
| 2132 |
Too little way the House must lie |
|
| 2130 |
Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die |
|
| 2129 |
The Himmaleh was known to stoop |
|
| 2128 |
"Red Sea," indeed! Talk not to me |
1 Comment
|
| 2128 |
A Dew sufficed itself -- |
|
| 2128 |
I learned -- at least -- what Home could be -- |
|
| 2126 |
A prompt -- executive Bird is the Jay -- |
|
| 2123 |
Behold this little Bane -- |
|
| 2122 |
Promise This -- When You be Dying -- |
|
| 2120 |
I cannot buy it -- 'tis not sold -- |
|
| 2117 |
Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning -- |
|
| 2116 |
The Sun retired to a cloud |
|
| 2114 |
It was too late for Man -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2113 |
The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves |
|
| 2113 |
The Dying need but little, Dear, |
1 Comment
|
| 2112 |
How soft this Prison is |
1 Comment
|
| 2110 |
Till Death -- is narrow Loving -- |
|
| 2109 |
Absent Place -- an April Day -- |
|
| 2106 |
More than the Grave is closed to me -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2106 |
The Fact that Earth is Heaven -- |
|
| 2106 |
The vastest earthly Day |
|
| 2106 |
When I hoped, I recollect |
|
| 2101 |
The fascinating chill that music leaves |
|
| 2101 |
The Hills in Purple syllables |
|
| 2100 |
We met as Sparks -- Diverging Flints |
|
| 2097 |
Aurora is the effort |
|
| 2096 |
The Lady feeds Her little Bird |
|
| 2096 |
Should you but fail at -- Sea |
|
| 2095 |
Go not too near a House of Rose -- |
|
| 2095 |
To make One's Toilette -- after Death |
|
| 2093 |
Lest they should come -- is all my fear |
1 Comment
|
| 2093 |
Under the Light, yet under, |
|
| 2091 |
We -- Bee and I -- live by the quaffing |
|
| 2089 |
Death warrants are supposed to be |
|
| 2089 |
Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night |
|
| 2089 |
There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight |
|
| 2089 |
Morning -- is the place for Dew |
|
| 2088 |
He parts Himself -- like Leaves -- |
|
| 2087 |
Morning that comes but once, |
|
| 2087 |
Paradise is of the option. |
|
| 2087 |
He fought like those Who've nought to lose -- |
|
| 2086 |
A South Wind -- has a pathos |
|
| 2085 |
The sweetest Heresy received |
|
| 2083 |
How News must feel when travelling |
|
| 2081 |
How much the present moment means |
|
| 2079 |
Time's wily Chargers will not wait |
|
| 2076 |
Remembrance has a Rear and Front -- |
|
| 2075 |
It don't sound so terrible -- quite -- as it did |
1 Comment
|
| 2075 |
What shall I do -- it whimpers so |
|
| 2073 |
And this of all my Hopes |
2 Comments
|
| 2070 |
We do not know the time we lose -- |
|
| 2068 |
I rose -- because He sank -- |
|
| 2067 |
My Reward for Being, was This. |
|
| 2065 |
A little overflowing word |
|
| 2064 |
'Tis true -- They shut me in the Cold -- |
|
| 2063 |
Perhaps they do not go so far |
|
| 2062 |
Unto my Books -- so good to turn -- |
|
| 2061 |
Of Tribulation, these are They |
1 Comment
|
| 2060 |
The incidents of love |
|
| 2059 |
Of Death I try to think like this -- |
|
| 2059 |
How the Waters closed above Him |
|
| 2059 |
Don't put up my Thread and Needle -- |
|
| 2058 |
A Letter is a joy of Earth -- |
|
| 2058 |
Our little Kinsmen -- after Rain |
|
| 2057 |
In Ebon Box, when years have flown |
1 Comment
|
| 2056 |
Absence disembodies -- so does Death |
|
| 2056 |
The Manner of its Death |
|
| 2055 |
The Spirit lasts -- but in what mode -- |
|
| 2053 |
'Tis One by One -- the Father counts -- |
|
| 2052 |
The Court is far away |
|
| 2049 |
Because the Bee may blameless hum |
|
| 2048 |
A Visitor in Marl |
|
| 2045 |
The Clouds their Backs together laid |
1 Comment
|
| 2040 |
I breathed enough to take the Trick |
|
| 2039 |
When a Lover is a Beggar |
|
| 2037 |
The fairest Home I ever knew |
1 Comment
|
| 2034 |
Go thy great way! |
|
| 2033 |
To my quick ear the Leaves -- conferred -- |
|
| 2032 |
The Infinite a sudden Guest |
1 Comment
|
| 2032 |
Each Second is the last |
|
| 2031 |
To undertake is to achieve |
1 Comment
|
| 2031 |
Who saw no Sunrise cannot say |
|
| 2030 |
My God -- He sees thee -- |
|
| 2029 |
Be Mine the Doom -- |
|
| 2028 |
'Tis easier to pity those when dead |
|
| 2028 |
My Wars are laid away in Books -- |
|
| 2026 |
A Moth the hue of this |
|
| 2026 |
It would have starved a Gnat -- |
1 Comment
|
| 2025 |
The Road was lit with Moon and star -- |
|
| 2024 |
Blossoms will run away, |
|
| 2023 |
Left in immortal Youth |
|
| 2021 |
There comes an hour when begging stops, |
|
| 2021 |
The Luxury to apprehend |
|
| 2020 |
Finding is the first Act |
|
| 2019 |
I meant to have but modest needs |
|
| 2019 |
Me -- come! My dazzled face |
1 Comment
|
| 2018 |
Let me not thirst with this Hock at my Lip, |
|
| 2018 |
How good his Lava Bed, |
|
| 2017 |
Soft as the massacre of Suns |
1 Comment
|
| 2017 |
Crisis is a Hair |
|
| 2016 |
That sacred Closet when you sweep -- |
|
| 2015 |
Not seeing, still we know -- |
|
| 2015 |
Not that he goes -- we love him more |
1 Comment
|
| 2012 |
At least -- to pray -- is left -- is left -- |
|
| 2011 |
The Only News I know |
|
| 2008 |
By homely gift and hindered Words |
|
| 2007 |
High from the earth I heard a bird, |
|
| 2007 |
To pile like Thunder to its close |
|
| 2006 |
'Tis not the swaying frame we miss, |
|
| 2004 |
A Sloop of Amber slips away |
3 Comments
|
| 2004 |
This is a Blossom of the Brain -- |
|
| 2004 |
It's coming -- the postponeless Creature |
|
| 2004 |
Smiling back from Coronation |
|
| 2001 |
Conferring with myself |
1 Comment
|
| 2001 |
'Tis my first night beneath the Sun |
1 Comment
|
| 2001 |
No matter -- now -- Sweet -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1999 |
Within that little Hive |
|
| 1999 |
We introduce ourselves |
|
| 1997 |
Quite empty, quite at rest, |
|
| 1997 |
After the Sun comes out |
|
| 1997 |
Soto! Explore thyself! |
|
| 1994 |
You cannot take itself |
|
| 1994 |
A House upon the Height |
|
| 1993 |
The pattern of the sun |
|
| 1991 |
The Veins of other Flowers |
|
| 1991 |
She staked her Feathers -- Gained an Arc -- |
|
| 1987 |
Up Life's Hill with my my little Bundle |
|
| 1986 |
No matter where the Saints abide, |
1 Comment
|
| 1986 |
Their Height in Heaven comforts not -- |
|
| 1984 |
To her derided Home |
|
| 1983 |
I saw the wind within her |
|
| 1983 |
Were it to be the last |
|
| 1981 |
He preached upon "Breadth" till it argued him narrow -- |
|
| 1978 |
It is an honorable Thought |
|
| 1976 |
The Dust behind I strove to join |
2 Comments
|
| 1975 |
They called me to the Window, for |
|
| 1974 |
So gay a Flower |
|
| 1972 |
Too cold is this |
|
| 1971 |
Who has not found the Heaven -- below -- |
|
| 1971 |
The Stars are old, that stood for me -- |
|
| 1971 |
Power is a familiar growth -- |
|
| 1970 |
The Ditch is dear to the Drunken man |
|
| 1970 |
You'll find -- it when you try to die -- |
|
| 1969 |
Somewhat, to hope for, |
|
| 1969 |
One Anguish -- in a Crowd -- |
|
| 1968 |
Oh Sumptuous moment |
|
| 1967 |
As One does Sickness over |
|
| 1964 |
Most she touched me by her muteness -- |
|
| 1962 |
Before you thought of Spring |
|
| 1961 |
Partake as doth the Bee, |
2 Comments
|
| 1961 |
I lived on Dread -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1959 |
Mute thy Coronation |
|
| 1958 |
"Lethe" in my flower, |
|
| 1958 |
Herein a Blossom lies -- |
|
| 1958 |
A Weight with Needles on the pounds |
|
| 1956 |
Advance is Life's condition |
|
| 1956 |
There is no Silence in the Earth -- so silent |
1 Comment
|
| 1955 |
Art thou the thing I wanted? |
|
| 1954 |
The waters chased him as he fled, |
|
| 1954 |
A Field of Stubble, lying sere |
|
| 1954 |
Of Paul and Silas it is said |
|
| 1952 |
The Work of Her that went, |
2 Comments
|
| 1952 |
These are the Nights that Beetles love -- |
|
| 1951 |
I had the Glory -- that will do |
|
| 1950 |
A lane of Yellow led the eye |
|
| 1950 |
I never hear that one is dead |
|
| 1949 |
Defrauded I a Butterfly -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1949 |
Like eyes that looked on Wastes |
1 Comment
|
| 1948 |
How brittle are the Piers |
1 Comment
|
| 1948 |
A Rat surrendered here |
|
| 1946 |
Best Things dwell out of Sight |
|
| 1945 |
We talked with each other about each other |
|
| 1945 |
The Juggler's Hat her Country is |
|
| 1944 |
I watcher her face to see which way |
|
| 1943 |
The most pathetic thing I do |
|
| 1943 |
I was a Phoebe -- nothing more -- |
|
| 1943 |
The Soul that hath a Guest |
|
| 1943 |
The Day that I was crowned |
|
| 1941 |
One thing of it we borrow |
|
| 1938 |
Image of Light, Adieu -- |
|
| 1934 |
The Way I read a Letter's -- this -- |
|
| 1931 |
It knew no Medicine -- |
|
| 1930 |
Midsummer, was it, when They died -- |
|
| 1930 |
How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand, |
|
| 1929 |
Soil of Flint, if steady tilled -- |
|
| 1927 |
What did They do since I saw Them? |
|
| 1927 |
Rehearsal to Ourselves |
|
| 1926 |
The immortality she gave |
|
| 1924 |
Is Immortality a bane |
1 Comment
|
| 1923 |
The Lilac is an ancient shrub |
|
| 1921 |
I could bring You Jewels -- had I a mind to -- |
|
| 1921 |
Over and over, like a Tune |
|
| 1920 |
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork |
|
| 1916 |
She could not live upon the Past |
|
| 1915 |
Not any higher stands the Grave |
|
| 1914 |
I could not drink it, Sweet, |
|
| 1913 |
So much of Heaven has gone from Earth |
|
| 1912 |
The good Will of a Flower |
|
| 1912 |
At leisure is the Soul |
|
| 1912 |
I pay -- in Satin Cash |
|
| 1911 |
If ever the lid gets off my head |
1 Comment
|
| 1910 |
To One denied the drink |
|
| 1905 |
I think that the Root of the Wind is Water -- |
|
| 1905 |
Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt! |
|
| 1905 |
It's thoughts -- and just One Heart |
|
| 1904 |
With sweetness unabated |
|
| 1904 |
What care the Dead, for Chanticleer -- |
|
| 1903 |
Have any like Myself |
|
| 1902 |
The Wind didn't come from the Orchard -- today |
|
| 1900 |
They leave us with the Infinite. |
|
| 1898 |
I cannot be ashamed |
|
| 1897 |
The Clock strikes one that just struck two -- |
|
| 1897 |
The Robin is a Gabriel |
|
| 1896 |
Not in this World to see his face |
|
| 1895 |
'Tis Seasons since the Dimpled War |
|
| 1895 |
A Dimple in the Tomb |
|
| 1893 |
Our little secrets slink away -- |
|
| 1892 |
My best Acquaintances are those |
|
| 1892 |
So glad we are -- a Stranger'd deem |
|
| 1891 |
The joy that has no stem no core, |
|
| 1890 |
That she forgot me was the least |
|
| 1890 |
I bet with every Wind that blew |
1 Comment
|
| 1889 |
To try to speak, and miss the way |
|
| 1889 |
My Season's furthest Flower -- |
|
| 1888 |
God made no act without a cause, |
|
| 1887 |
Just as He spoke it from his Hands |
|
| 1886 |
The Outer -- from the Inner |
|
| 1884 |
We Cover Thee -- Sweet Face |
|
| 1881 |
Wolfe demanded during dying |
|
| 1879 |
Finite -- to fail, but infinite to Venture -- |
|
| 1878 |
To the bright east she flies, |
|
| 1876 |
Down Time's quaint stream |
|
| 1876 |
Through what transports of Patience |
|
| 1876 |
While Asters |
|
| 1873 |
I groped for him before I knew |
|
| 1873 |
The Life that tied too tight escapes |
1 Comment
|
| 1873 |
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead |
|
| 1871 |
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth -- |
|
| 1870 |
Today or this noon |
|
| 1870 |
Morning is due to all -- |
|
| 1870 |
Within thy Grave! |
1 Comment
|
| 1868 |
The Birds reported from the South -- |
|
| 1868 |
More Life -- went out -- when He went |
|
| 1864 |
Elijah's Wagon knew no thill |
|
| 1864 |
"I want" -- it pleaded -- All its life -- |
|
| 1863 |
The Sunrise runs for Both -- |
|
| 1863 |
There is a Shame of Nobleness -- |
|
| 1861 |
The Service without Hope -- |
|
| 1860 |
The Bird her punctual music brings |
|
| 1857 |
We shall find the Cube of the Rainbow. |
|
| 1855 |
The Fingers of the Light |
|
| 1855 |
Of Consciousness, her awful Mate |
1 Comment
|
| 1855 |
Fame of Myself, to justify, |
|
| 1852 |
'Twas my one Glory -- |
|
| 1846 |
No ladder needs the bird but skies |
|
| 1846 |
Could -- I do more -- for Thee |
|
| 1845 |
As Everywhere of Silver |
|
| 1843 |
Fame is the one that does not stay -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1842 |
The Lightning playeth -- all the while -- |
|
| 1839 |
When we have ceased to care |
|
| 1839 |
The Sweets of Pillage, can be known |
|
| 1839 |
His Mansion in the Pool |
|
| 1839 |
How many schemes may die |
|
| 1838 |
Nor Mountain hinder Me |
|
| 1838 |
I had no Cause to be awake -- |
|
| 1837 |
Consulting summer's clock, |
|
| 1837 |
Facts by our side are never sudden |
|
| 1835 |
The Soul's distinct connection |
|
| 1835 |
The Whole of it came not at once -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1833 |
It sounded as if the Streets were running |
|
| 1833 |
I cross till I am weary |
|
| 1832 |
Ribbons of the Year -- |
|
| 1831 |
I cannot see my soul but know 'tis there |
|
| 1831 |
The spry Arms of the Wind |
1 Comment
|
| 1830 |
I'll clutch -- and clutch |
|
| 1828 |
You know that Portrait in the Moon -- |
|
| 1827 |
'Tis customary as we part |
|
| 1826 |
How firm Eternity must look |
|
| 1824 |
A Mien to move a Queen |
|
| 1821 |
In thy long Paradise of Light |
|
| 1820 |
The Butterfly's Numidian Gown |
1 Comment
|
| 1820 |
All Circumstances are the Frame |
|
| 1817 |
To make Routine a Stimulus |
1 Comment
|
| 1815 |
I did not reach Thee |
|
| 1815 |
Pass to they Rendezvous of Light, |
|
| 1815 |
Those fair -- fictitious People |
|
| 1813 |
Water makes many Beds |
|
| 1813 |
That odd old man is dead a year -- |
|
| 1812 |
A full fed Rose on meals of Tint |
1 Comment
|
| 1810 |
In falling Timbers buried -- |
|
| 1810 |
Endow the Living -- with the Tears -- |
|
| 1807 |
The look of thee, what is it like |
|
| 1807 |
I see thee clearer for the Grave |
2 Comments
|
| 1806 |
As old as Woe -- |
|
| 1802 |
A Flower will not trouble her, it has so small a Foot, |
|
| 1802 |
I cannot meet the Spring unmoved -- |
|
| 1802 |
These -- saw Visions -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1801 |
Her little Parasol to lift |
1 Comment
|
| 1799 |
Despair's advantage is achieved |
|
| 1797 |
It was a quiet way -- |
|
| 1797 |
As far from pity, as complaint |
|
| 1796 |
The Mountains stood in Haze -- |
|
| 1796 |
If any sink, assure that this, now standing |
|
| 1795 |
The way Hope builds his House |
|
| 1795 |
The Hollows round His eager Eyes |
|
| 1795 |
Forget! The lady with the Amulet |
|
| 1794 |
Some Days retired from the rest |
|
| 1794 |
Unfulfilled to Observation -- |
|
| 1793 |
Three Weeks passed since I had seen Her -- |
|
| 1793 |
Bloom upon the Mountain -- stated -- |
|
| 1792 |
How fleet -- how indiscreet an one -- |
|
| 1792 |
Did life's penurious length |
2 Comments
|
| 1792 |
Light is sufficient to itself -- |
|
| 1791 |
The Bone that has no Marrow, |
|
| 1789 |
They talk as slow as Legends grow |
|
| 1789 |
Who never wanted -- maddest Joy |
|
| 1789 |
I know Suspense -- it steps so terse |
|
| 1785 |
Step lightly on this narrow spot -- |
|
| 1784 |
Follow wise Orion |
1 Comment
|
| 1784 |
Without this -- there is nought -- |
|
| 1782 |
So large my Will |
|
| 1782 |
He found my Being -- set it up -- |
|
| 1781 |
The Butterfly in honored Dust |
|
| 1781 |
A Shade upon the mind there passes |
|
| 1779 |
Belshazzar had a Letter -- |
|
| 1778 |
This was in the White of the Year -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1777 |
A doubt if it be Us |
|
| 1773 |
Oh Future! thou secreted peace |
|
| 1773 |
I could suffice for Him, I knew -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1773 |
Of nearness to her sundered Things |
|
| 1772 |
I make His Crescent fill or lack -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1771 |
He told a homely tale |
|
| 1770 |
To my small Hearth His fire came -- |
|
| 1767 |
When the Astronomer stops seeking |
|
| 1765 |
His Feet are shod with Gauze -- |
|
| 1765 |
We thirst at first -- 'tis Nature's Act -- |
|
| 1764 |
The Savior must have been |
|
| 1764 |
Me prove it now -- Whoever doubt |
1 Comment
|
| 1762 |
I think the Hemlock likes to stand |
|
| 1761 |
The Clover's simple Fame |
|
| 1761 |
'Twas awkward, but it fitted me -- |
|
| 1760 |
I know of people in the Grave |
|
| 1760 |
The Show is not the Show |
|
| 1760 |
Only a Shrine, but Mine -- |
|
| 1759 |
No man saw awe, nor to his house |
|
| 1756 |
Who Giants know, with lesser Men |
|
| 1755 |
Paradise is that old mansion |
|
| 1755 |
So the Eyes accost -- and sunder |
|
| 1754 |
A single Clover Plank |
|
| 1754 |
There is an arid Pleasure -- |
|
| 1753 |
None can experience sting |
|
| 1753 |
If He were living -- dare I ask -- |
|
| 1753 |
Like Mighty Foot Lights -- burned the Red |
|
| 1752 |
Back from the cordial Grave I drag thee |
|
| 1751 |
It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon -- |
|
| 1751 |
They won't frown always -- some sweet Day |
|
| 1751 |
To own the Art within the Soul |
|
| 1750 |
The stem of a departed Flower |
|
| 1750 |
Nature affects to be sedate |
|
| 1750 |
The Bird did prance -- the Bee did play -- |
|
| 1750 |
Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? |
|
| 1749 |
In snow thou comest -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1748 |
On the World you colored |
|
| 1745 |
The duties of the Wind are few, |
|
| 1745 |
The Spirit is the Conscious Ear. |
|
| 1743 |
Oh Shadow on the Grass, |
|
| 1742 |
To do a magnanimous thing |
|
| 1742 |
Trust adjust her "Peradventure" -- |
|
| 1740 |
It would never be Common -- more -- I said |
|
| 1737 |
How ruthless are the gentle -- |
|
| 1737 |
A Saucer holds a Cup |
|
| 1736 |
She sped as Petals of a Rose |
|
| 1735 |
A Pang is more conspicuous in Spring |
|
| 1732 |
'Tis Sunrise -- Little Maid -- Hast Thou |
|
| 1730 |
Without a smile -- Without a Throe |
|
| 1728 |
The Auctioneer of Parting |
|
| 1728 |
My Heart upon a little Plate |
|
| 1727 |
'Twas later when the summer went |
|
| 1726 |
We shun it ere it comes, |
|
| 1726 |
The Admirations -- and Contempts -- of time -- |
|
| 1726 |
Perhaps you think me stooping |
|
| 1726 |
All I may, if small, |
|
| 1725 |
Least Bee that brew -- |
|
| 1724 |
Drab Habitation of Whom? |
|
| 1724 |
Who occupies this House? |
|
| 1723 |
The Hills erect their Purple Heads |
|
| 1722 |
The Popular Heart is a Cannon first -- |
|
| 1721 |
Of Yellow was the outer Sky |
|
| 1721 |
When I have seen the Sun emerge |
|
| 1718 |
A chilly Peace infests the Grass |
|
| 1717 |
It came his turn to beg -- |
|
| 1717 |
How well I knew Her not |
|
| 1714 |
Size circumscribes -- it has no room |
|
| 1712 |
The Frost was never seen -- |
|
| 1711 |
Winter is good -- his Hoar Delights |
|
| 1711 |
Who Court obtain within Himself |
|
| 1707 |
One Joy of so much anguish |
|
| 1706 |
Risk is the Hair that holds the Tun |
|
| 1706 |
Whatever it is -- she has tried it -- |
|
| 1705 |
Oh give it Motion -- deck it sweet |
|
| 1703 |
Noon -- is the Hinge of Day -- |
|
| 1702 |
If Blame be my side -- forfeit Me -- |
|
| 1702 |
Take your Heaven further on |
|
| 1701 |
Arrows enamored of his Heart -- |
|
| 1701 |
From Us She wandered now a Year, |
|
| 1700 |
Sunset that screens, reveals -- |
|
| 1700 |
The World -- stands -- solemner -- to me |
|
| 1698 |
Upon his Saddle sprung a Bird |
|
| 1698 |
Of whom so dear |
1 Comment
|
| 1697 |
I fit for them -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1695 |
There are two Mays |
1 Comment
|
| 1693 |
Who is the East? |
|
| 1693 |
One Day is there of the Series |
|
| 1692 |
The Province of the Saved |
|
| 1691 |
Warm in her Hand these accents lie |
|
| 1688 |
The Robin for the Crumb |
|
| 1687 |
The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb |
|
| 1686 |
So set its Sun in Thee |
|
| 1684 |
To this World she returned. |
|
| 1682 |
Until the Desert knows |
|
| 1681 |
These Fevered Days -- to take them to the Forest |
|
| 1681 |
Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision. |
|
| 1680 |
This Bauble was preferred of Bees -- |
|
| 1679 |
Too scanty 'twas to die for you, |
|
| 1678 |
Those not live yet |
|
| 1678 |
A Planted Life -- diversified |
|
| 1675 |
Gathered into the Earth, |
|
| 1675 |
The Wind took up the Northern Things |
|
| 1675 |
I knew that I had gained |
|
| 1674 |
Those cattle smaller than a Bee |
|
| 1674 |
Taking up the fair Ideal, |
|
| 1671 |
The Beggar Lad -- dies early -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1669 |
This is the place they hoped before, |
|
| 1666 |
We see -- Comparatively -- |
|
| 1665 |
You'll know it -- as you know 'tis Noon |
|
| 1664 |
The most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met |
|
| 1664 |
He is alive, this morning -- |
|
| 1662 |
Sweet Skepticism of the Heart -- |
|
| 1662 |
A Deed knocks first at Thought |
2 Comments
|
| 1662 |
Experiment to me |
1 Comment
|
| 1661 |
Unto the Whole -- how add? |
|
| 1659 |
To help our Bleaker Parts |
1 Comment
|
| 1659 |
No Crowd that has occurred |
|
| 1658 |
Crisis is sweet and yet the Heart |
|
| 1658 |
The Zeroes -- taught us -- Phosphorous -- |
|
| 1657 |
What tenements of clover |
2 Comments
|
| 1657 |
The Opening and the Close |
|
| 1656 |
Uncertain lease -- develops lustre |
1 Comment
|
| 1655 |
Lives he in any other world |
|
| 1655 |
A first Mute Coming -- |
|
| 1654 |
No Autumn's intercepting Chill |
|
| 1651 |
The Treason of an accent |
|
| 1650 |
If my Bark sink |
2 Comments
|
| 1649 |
Lest this be Heaven indeed |
|
| 1648 |
This slow Day moved along -- |
|
| 1647 |
Betrothed to Righteousness might be |
|
| 1647 |
The things we thought that we should do |
|
| 1647 |
Unto like Story -- Trouble has enticed me |
|
| 1645 |
Trudging to Eden, looking backward, |
|
| 1645 |
These tested Our Horizon -- |
|
| 1644 |
A Counterfeit -- a Plated Person -- |
|
| 1643 |
No Bobolink -- reverse His Singing |
|
| 1641 |
Experiment escorts us last -- |
|
| 1641 |
The Butterfly's Assumption Gown |
|
| 1641 |
Must be a Woe -- |
|
| 1639 |
Of this is Day composed |
|
| 1639 |
She dwelleth in the Ground -- |
|
| 1639 |
Do People moulder equally, |
|
| 1637 |
Unworthy of her Breast |
|
| 1637 |
None who saw it ever told it |
|
| 1636 |
Deprived of other Banquet, |
|
| 1632 |
Praise it -- 'tis dead -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1632 |
The murmuring of Bees, has ceased |
1 Comment
|
| 1632 |
I had a daily Bliss |
|
| 1632 |
It is a lonesome Glee -- |
|
| 1631 |
Cosmopolities without a plea |
|
| 1630 |
The Day grew small, surrounded tight |
1 Comment
|
| 1629 |
Floss won't save you from an Abyss |
1 Comment
|
| 1626 |
Like Time's insidious wrinkle |
|
| 1625 |
Reverse cannot befall |
|
| 1623 |
Fitter to see Him, I may be |
|
| 1623 |
We can but follow to the Sun -- |
|
| 1622 |
What shall I do when the Summer troubles -- |
|
| 1621 |
The Night was wide, and furnished scant |
|
| 1620 |
Her spirit rose to such a height |
|
| 1620 |
Fame is the tine that Scholars leave |
|
| 1619 |
Not "Revelation" -- 'tis -- that waits, |
|
| 1618 |
The Sun in reigning to the West |
4 Comments
|
| 1617 |
I send you a decrepit flower |
|
| 1617 |
To Whom the Mornings stand for Nights, |
|
| 1617 |
To put this World down, like a Bundle -- |
|
| 1616 |
His voice decrepit was with Joy -- |
|
| 1615 |
Our own possessions -- though our own -- |
|
| 1614 |
Which is the best -- the Moon or the Crescent? |
|
| 1614 |
Death's Waylaying not the sharpest |
|
| 1612 |
He went by sleep that drowsy route |
|
| 1612 |
A winged spark doth soar about -- |
|
| 1610 |
His mind of man, a secret makes |
|
| 1610 |
Ideals are the Fairly Oil |
1 Comment
|
| 1610 |
Two -- were immortal twice -- |
|
| 1609 |
In many and reportless places |
|
| 1609 |
You constituted Time -- |
|
| 1607 |
The Well upon the Brook |
|
| 1606 |
The smouldering embers blush -- |
|
| 1602 |
This docile one inter |
|
| 1601 |
His little Hearse like Figure |
|
| 1600 |
Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights -- |
|
| 1599 |
Guest am I to have |
|
| 1599 |
The Lassitudes of Contemplation |
|
| 1599 |
Whether they have forgotten |
|
| 1598 |
Superfluous were the Sun |
|
| 1598 |
How fortunate the Grave -- |
|
| 1598 |
I know where Wells grow -- Droughtless Wells |
|
| 1596 |
Myself can read the Telegrams |
|
| 1596 |
Twice had Summer her fair Verdure |
|
| 1595 |
The Trees like Tassels -- hit -- and swung -- |
|
| 1594 |
The Suburbs of a Secret |
|
| 1593 |
This Me -- that walks and works -- must die, |
|
| 1592 |
The Pile of Years is not so high |
|
| 1591 |
Her Losses make our Gains ashamed -- |
|
| 1591 |
Her sovereign People |
|
| 1589 |
Softened by Time's consummate plush, |
|
| 1589 |
The Sun went down -- no Man looked on -- |
|
| 1589 |
He outstripped Time with but a Bout, |
|
| 1586 |
The event was directly behind Him |
|
| 1586 |
Whoever disenchants |
|
| 1586 |
The inundation of the Spring |
|
| 1585 |
Forever honored by the Tree |
|
| 1583 |
Could mortal lip divine |
|
| 1583 |
Frigid and sweet Her parting Face -- |
|
| 1583 |
The Heaven vests for Each |
|
| 1581 |
There is a Zone whose even Years |
|
| 1581 |
I made slow Riches but my Gain |
|
| 1580 |
It was a quiet seeming Day -- |
|
| 1580 |
What we see we know somewhat |
1 Comment
|
| 1579 |
I sometimes drop it, for a Quick -- |
|
| 1578 |
The Bobolink is gone -- |
|
| 1577 |
Themself are all I have -- |
|
| 1576 |
Like Brooms of Steel |
|
| 1575 |
Somehow myself survived the Night |
|
| 1574 |
Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds |
|
| 1572 |
Of the Heart that goes in, and closes the Door |
|
| 1571 |
Lift it -- with the Feathers |
|
| 1569 |
It tossed -- and tossed -- |
|
| 1568 |
Oh what a Grace is this, |
|
| 1568 |
From his slim Palace in the Dust |
|
| 1568 |
His Bill an Auger is |
|
| 1565 |
Those who have been in the Grave the longest -- |
|
| 1564 |
The right to perish might be thought |
|
| 1563 |
To disappear enhances -- |
|
| 1561 |
The ones that disappeared are back |
|
| 1561 |
She rose as high as His Occasion |
|
| 1560 |
As Frost is best conceived |
|
| 1554 |
Because my Brook is fluent |
|
| 1553 |
Not at Home to Callers |
|
| 1553 |
She laid her docile Crescent down |
1 Comment
|
| 1553 |
The Stimulus, beyond the Grave |
|
| 1549 |
Who abdicated Ambush |
|
| 1548 |
It came at last but prompter Death |
|
| 1545 |
The Grace -- Myself -- might not obtain -- |
1 Comment
|
| 1540 |
We knew not that we were to live -- |
|
| 1540 |
With Pinions of Disdain |
|
| 1540 |
"Was not" was all the Statement. |
|
| 1538 |
The Notice that is called the Spring |
|
| 1537 |
Safe Despair it is that raves -- |
|
| 1537 |
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor, |
|
| 1536 |
Sweet, to have had them lost |
|
| 1535 |
Had we known the Ton she bore |
|
| 1535 |
They have a little Odor -- that to me |
|
| 1534 |
Though the great Waters sleep, |
|
| 1533 |
He lived the Life of Ambush |
|
| 1533 |
All forgot for recollecting |
|
| 1533 |
Wert Thou but ill -- that I might show thee |
|
| 1532 |
Immured in Heaven! |
1 Comment
|
| 1530 |
This that would greet -- an hour ago -- |
|
| 1526 |
Their dappled importunity |
|
| 1526 |
The Face in evanescence lain |
|
| 1523 |
Its little Ether Hood |
|
| 1522 |
'Tis Anguish grander than Delight |
|
| 1517 |
Because 'twas Riches I could own, |
|
| 1515 |
I've none to tell me to but Thee |
|
| 1514 |
Delight's Despair at setting |
|
| 1513 |
The Blunder is in estimate. |
|
| 1511 |
'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed -- |
|
| 1511 |
Had I not This, or This, I said, |
|
| 1510 |
Whole Gulfs -- of Red, and Fleets -- of Red -- |
|
| 1508 |
Of Glory not a Beam is left |
|
| 1506 |
Not so the infinite Relations -- Below |
|
| 1505 |
But little Carmine hath her face -- |
|
| 1503 |
To the stanch Dust |
|
| 1502 |
Lay this Laurel on the One |
|
| 1502 |
Two Lengths has every Day -- |
|
| 1500 |
His Bill is clasped -- his Eye forsook -- |
|
| 1498 |
Lain in Nature -- so suffice us |
|
| 1496 |
As willing lid o'er weary eye |
|
| 1493 |
How still the Bells in Steeples stand |
|
| 1493 |
Fairer through Fading -- as the Day |
|
| 1488 |
Above Oblivion's Tide there is a Pier |
|
| 1488 |
Just Once! Oh least Request! |
|
| 1487 |
As plan for Noon and plan for Night |
|
| 1484 |
As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies |
|
| 1481 |
His Cheek is his Biographer -- |
|
| 1478 |
Some Arrows slay but whom they strike -- |
|
| 1477 |
It stole along so stealthy |
|
| 1476 |
How know it from a Summer's Day? |
|
| 1474 |
No Other can reduce |
|
| 1473 |
The Beggar at the Door for Fame |
|
| 1468 |
How fits his Umber Coat |
|
| 1464 |
Peril as a Possesssion |
|
| 1464 |
How destitute is he |
|
| 1462 |
An Antiquated Tree |
|
| 1460 |
Some one prepared this mighty show |
|
| 1460 |
Of their peculiar light |
|
| 1460 |
To offer brave assistance |
|
| 1458 |
Knock with tremor -- |
|
| 1457 |
The harm of Years is on him -- |
|
| 1456 |
Somewhere upon the general Earth |
|
| 1455 |
Come show thy Durham Breast |
|
| 1451 |
To their apartment deep |
|
| 1451 |
This Merit hath the worst -- |
|
| 1450 |
Still own thee -- still thou art |
|
| 1450 |
Best Gains -- must have the Losses' Test -- |
|
| 1449 |
His oriental heresies |
|
| 1447 |
Could Hope inspect her Basis |
|
| 1447 |
This Dust, and its Feature -- |
|
| 1444 |
The overtakelessness of those |
|
| 1444 |
I shall not murmur if at last |
2 Comments
|
| 1440 |
A World made penniless by that departure |
1 Comment
|
| 1437 |
Too few the mornings be, |
|
| 1437 |
They ask but our Delight -- |
|
| 1434 |
Reportless Subjects, to the Quick |
|
| 1432 |
A Mine there is no Man would own |
|
| 1426 |
There's the Battle of Burgoyne -- |
|
| 1424 |
What Twigs We held by -- |
|
| 1423 |
I saw that the Flake was on it |
|
| 1423 |
It was not Saint -- it was too large -- |
|
| 1420 |
The Moon upon her fluent Route |
|
| 1418 |
I sued the News -- yet feared -- the News |
|
| 1416 |
The Jay his Castanet has struck |
|
| 1414 |
Except the smaller size |
|
| 1407 |
As we pass Houses musing slow |
|
| 1404 |
Falsehood of Thee could I suppose |
|
| 1401 |
We miss a Kinsman more |
|
| 1400 |
Recollect the Face of me |
|
| 1395 |
When Etna basks and purrs |
|
| 1394 |
Rather arid delight |
|
| 1393 |
She hideth Her the last -- |
|
| 1385 |
Such are the inlets of the mind -- |
|
| 1383 |
The Merchant of the Picturesque |
|
| 1383 |
It rises -- passes -- on our South |
|
| 1381 |
Obtaining but our own Extent |
|
| 1381 |
These held their Wick above the West -- |
|
| 1380 |
It would not know if it were spurned, |
|
| 1373 |
Not One by Heaven defrauded stay -- |
|
| 1370 |
Elizabeth told Essex |
|
| 1369 |
If wrecked upon the Shoal of Thought |
|
| 1366 |
Its Hour with itself |
|
| 1365 |
The competitions of the sky |
|
| 1365 |
His Mind like Fabrics of the East |
|
| 1360 |
No Brigadier throughout the Year |
|
| 1356 |
No Passenger was known to flee -- |
|
| 1354 |
Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril |
|
| 1352 |
Ended, ere it begun -- |
|
| 1346 |
Declaiming Waters none may dread -- |
|
| 1345 |
Were it but Me that gained the Height -- |
|
| 1343 |
Let my first Knowing be of thee |
|
| 1342 |
Expanse cannot be lost -- |
|
| 1339 |
Some Wretched creature, savior take |
|
| 1335 |
The Gentian has a parched Corolla -- |
|
| 1333 |
Not any more to be lacked -- |
|
| 1328 |
The Sun is one -- and on the Tare |
|
| 1324 |
Tried always and Condemned by thee |
|
| 1320 |
Spurn the temerity -- |
|
| 1320 |
Who goes to dine must take his Feast |
|
| 1320 |
We like a Hairbreadth 'scape |
|
| 1313 |
We shun because we prize her Face |
|
| 1303 |
On that dear Frame the Years had worn |
|
| 1296 |
The Flake the Wind exasperate |
1 Comment
|
| 1294 |
How much of Source escapes with thee -- |
|
| 1288 |
To earn it by disdaining it |
|
| 1276 |
Before He comes we weigh the Time! |
|
| 1272 |
Their Barricade against the Sky |
|
| 1267 |
The Symptom of the Gale -- |
|
| 1197 |
Dominion lasts until obtained -- |
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as of 11/23/2009 19:30 EST
by: Emily Dickinson
January 30, 1976