Author:Emily Dickinson/600-699

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It troubled me as once I was— -600-
A still—Volcano—Life— -601-
Of Brussels—it was not— -602-
He found my Being—set it up— -603-
Unto my Books—so good to turn— -604-
The Spider holds a Silver Ball -605-
The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung— -606-
Of nearness to her sundered Things -607-
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? -608-
I Years had been from Home -609-
You'll find—it when you try to die— -610-
I see thee better—in the Dark— -611-
It would have starved a Gnat— -612-
They shut me up in Prose— -613-
In falling Timbers buried— -614-
Our journey had advanced— -615-
I rose—because He sank— -616-
Don't put up my Thread and Needle— -617-
At leisure is the Soul -618-
Glee—The great storm is over— -619-
It makes no difference abroad— -620-
I asked no other thing— -621-
To know just how He suffered—would be dear— -622-
It was too late for Man— -623-
Forever—is composed of Nows— -624-
'Twas a long Parting—but the time -625-
Only God—detect the Sorrow— -626-
The Tint I cannot take—is best— -627-
They called me to the Window, for -628-
I watched the Moon around the House -629-
The Lightning playeth—all the while— -630-
Ourselves were wed one summer—dear— -631-
The Brain—is wider than the Sky— -632-
When Bells stop ringing—Church—begins -633-
You'll know Her—by Her Foot— -634-
I think the longest Hour of all -635-
The Way I read a Letter's—this— -636-
The Child's faith is new— -637-
To my small Hearth His fire came— -638-
My Portion is Defeat—today— -639-
I cannot live with You— -640-
Size circumscribes—it has no room -641-
Me from Myself—to banish— -642-
I could suffice for Him, I knew— -643-
You left me—Sire—two Legacies— -644-
Bereavement in their death to feel -645-
I think to Live—may be a Bliss -646-
A little Road—not made of Man— -647-
Promise This—When You be Dying— -648-
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead -649-
Pain—has an Element of Blank— -650-
So much Summer -651-
A Prison gets to be a friend— -652-
Of Being is a Bird -653-
A long—long Sleep—A famous—Sleep— -654-
Without this—there is nought— -655-
The name—of it—is "Autumn"— -656-
I dwell in Possibility— -657-
Whole Gulfs—of Red, and Fleets—of Red— -658-
That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet -659-
'Tis good—the looking back on Grief— -660-
Could I but ride indefinite -661-
Embarrassment of one another -662-
Again—his voice is at the door— -663-
Of all the Souls that stand create— -664-
Dropped into the Ether Acre— -665-
Ah, Teneriffe! -666-
Bloom upon the Mountain—stated— -667-
"Nature" is what we see— -668-
No Romance sold unto -669-
One need not be a Chamber—to be Haunted— -670-
She dwelleth in the Ground— -671-
The Future—never spoke— -672-
The Love a Life can show Below -673-
The Soul that hath a Guest -674-
Essential Oils—are wrung— -675-
Least Bee that brew— -676-
To be alive—is Power— -677-
Wolfe demanded during dying -678-
Conscious am I in my Chamber -679-
Each Life Converges to some Centre— -680-
Soil of Flint, if steady tilled— -681-
'Twould ease—a Butterfly— -682-
The Soul unto itself -683-
Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test— -684-
Not "Revelation"—'tis—that waits -685-
They say that "Time assuages"— -686-
I'll send the feather from my Hat! -687-
"Speech"—is a prank of Parliament— -688-
The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous— -689-
Victory comes late— -690-
Would you like summer? Taste of ours -691-
The Sun kept setting—setting—still -692-
Shells from the Coast mistaking— -693-
The Heaven vests for Each -694-
As if the Sea should part -695-
Their Height in Heaven comforts not— -696-
I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to— -697-
Life—is what we make of it— -698-
The Judge is like the Owl— -699-

Poetry by Emily Dickinson (edit list):
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