Author:Emily Dickinson/1700-1775
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- To tell the Beauty would decrease -1700-
- To their apartment deep -1701-
- Today or this noon -1702-
- 'Twas comfort in her Dying Room -1703-
- Unto a broken heart -1704-
- Volcanoes be in Sicily -1705-
- When we have ceased to care -1706-
- Winter under cultivation -1707-
- Witchcraft has not a Pedigree -1708-
- With sweetness unabated -1709-
- A curious Cloud surprised the Sky -1710-
- A face devoid of love or grace -1711-
- A Pit—but Heaven over it— -1712-
- As subtle as tomorrow -1713-
- By a departing light -1714-
- Consulting summer's clock -1715-
- Death is like the insect -1716-
- Did life's penurious length -1717-
- Drowning is not so pitiful -1718-
- God is indeed a jealous God— -1719-
- Had I known that the first was the last -1720-
- He was my host—he was my guest -1721-
- Her face was in a bed of hair -1722-
- High from the earth I heard a bird -1723-
- How dare the robins sing -1724-
- I took one Draught of Life— -1725-
- If all the griefs I am to have -1726-
- If ever the lid gets off my head -1727-
- Is Immortality a bane -1728-
- I've got an arrow here -1729-
- "Lethe" in my flower -1730-
- Love can do all but raise the Dead -1731-
- My life closed twice before its close— -1732-
- No man saw awe, nor to his house -1733-
- Oh, honey of an hour -1734-
- One crown that no one seeks -1735-
- Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it -1736-
- Rearrange a "Wife's" affection! -1737-
- Softened by Time's consummate plush -1738-
- Some say goodnight—at night— -1739-
- Sweet is the swamp with its secrets -1740-
- That it will never come again -1741-
- The distance that the dead have gone -1742-
- The grave my little cottage is -1743-
- The joy that has no stem no core -1744-
- The mob within the heart -1745-
- The most important population -1746-
- The parasol is the umbrella's daughter -1747-
- The reticent volcano keeps -1748-
- The waters chased him as he fled -1749-
- The words the happy say -1750-
- There comes an hour when begging stops -1751-
- This docile one inter -1752-
- Through those old Grounds of memory -1753-
- To lose thee—sweeter than to gain -1754-
- To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee -1755-
- 'Twas here my summer paused -1756-
- Upon the gallows hung a wretch -1757-
- Where every bird is bold to go -1758-
- Which misses most -1759-
- Elysium is as far as to -1760-
- A train went through a burial gate -1761-
- Were natural mortal lady -1762-
- Fame is a bee -1763-
- The saddest noise, the sweetest noise -1764-
- That Love is all there is -1765-
- Those final Creatures,—who they are— -1766-
- Sweet hours have perished here; -1767-
- Lad of Athens, faithful be -1768-
- The longest day that God appoints -1769-
- Experiment escorts us last— -1770-
- How fleet—how indiscreet an one— -1771-
- Let me not thirst with this Hock at my Lip -1772-
- The Summer that we did not prize -1773-
- Too happy Time dissolves itself -1774-
- The earth has many keys -1775-
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