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Poems by Emily Dickinson

Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

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[This is my letter to the world]
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I. LIFE.
 1. 
I. SUCCESS.
 2. 
[II. Our share of night to bear]
 3. 
III. ROUGE ET NOIR.
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IV. ROUGE GAGNE.
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[V. Glee! the great storm is over]
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[VI. If I can stop one heart from breaking]
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VII. ALMOST!
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[VIII. A wounded deer leaps highest]
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[IX. The heart asks pleasure first]
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X. IN A LIBRARY.
 11. 
[XI. Much madness is divinest sense]
 12. 
[XII. I asked no other thing]
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XIII. EXCLUSION.
 14. 
XIV. THE SECRET.
 15. 
XV. THE LONELY HOUSE.
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[XVI. To fight aloud is very brave]
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XVII. DAWN.
 18. 
XVIII. THE BOOK OF MARTYRS.
 19. 
XIX. THE MYSTERY OF PAIN.
 20. 
[XX. I taste a liquor never brewed]
 21. 
XXI. A BOOK.
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[XXII. I had no time to hate, because]
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XXIII. UNRETURNING.
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[XXIV. Whether my bark went down at sea,]
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[XXV. Belshazzar had a letter]
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[XXVI. The brain within its groove]
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II. LOVE.
 1. 
I. MINE.
 2. 
II. BEQUEST.
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[III. Alter? When the hills do]
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IV. SUSPENSE.
 5. 
V. SURRENDER.
 6. 
[VI. If you were coming in the fall]
 7. 
VII. WITH A FLOWER.
 8. 
VIII. PROOF.
 9. 
[IX. Have you got a brook in your little heart]
 10. 
X. TRANSPLANTED.
 11. 
XI. THE OUTLET.
 12. 
XII. IN VAIN.
 13. 
XIII. RENUNCIATION.
 14. 
XIV. LOVE'S BAPTISM.
 15. 
XV. RESURRECTION.
 16. 
XVI. APOCALYPSE.
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XVII. THE WIFE.
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XVIII. APOTHEOSIS.
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III. NATURE.
 1. 
[I. New feet within my garden go]
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II. MAY-FLOWER.
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III. WHY?
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[IV. Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower]
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[V. The pedigree of honey]
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VI. A SERVICE OF SONG.
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[VII. The bee is not afraid of me]
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VIII. SUMMER'S ARMIES.
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IX. THE GRASS.
 10. 
[X. A little road not made of man]
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XI. SUMMER SHOWER.
 12. 
XII. PSALM OF THE DAY.
 13. 
XIII. THE SEA OF SUNSET.
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XIV. PURPLE CLOVER.
 15. 
XV. THE BEE.
 16. 
[XVI. Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn]
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[XVII. As children bid the guest good-night]
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[XVIII. Angels in the early morning]
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[XIX. So bashful when I spied her]
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XX. TWO WORLDS.
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XXI. THE MOUNTAIN.
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XXII. A DAY.
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[XXIII. The butterfly's assumption-gown]
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XXIV. THE WIND.
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XXV. DEATH AND LIFE.
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[XXVI. 'T was later when the summer went]
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XXVII. INDIAN SUMMER.
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XXVIII. AUTUMN.
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XXIX. BECLOUDED.
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XXX. THE HEMLOCK.
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[XXXI. There's a certain slant of light]
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IV. TIME AND ETERNITY.
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[I. One dignity delays for all]
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II. TOO LATE.
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III. ASTRA CASTRA.
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[IV. Safe in their alabaster chambers]
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[V. On this long storm the rainbow rose]
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VI. FROM THE CHRYSALIS.
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VII. SETTING SAIL.
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[VIII. Look back on time with kindly eyes]
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[IX. A train went through a burial gate]
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[X. I died for beauty, but was scarce]
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XI. “TROUBLED ABOUT MANY THINGS.”
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XII. REAL.
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XIII. THE FUNERAL.
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[XIV. I went to thank her]
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[XV. I've seen a dying eye]
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XVI. REFUGE.
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[XVII. I never saw a moor]
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XVIII. PLAYMATES.
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[XIX. To know just how he suffered would be dear]
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[XX. The last night that she lived]
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XXI. THE FIRST LESSON.
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[XXII. The bustle in a house]
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[XXIII. I reason, earth is short]
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[XXIV. Afraid? Of whom am I afraid?]
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XXV. DYING.
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[XXVI. Two swimmers wrestled on the spar]
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XXVII. THE CHARIOT.
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[XXVIII. She went as quiet as the dew]
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XXIX. RESURGAM.
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[XXX. Except to heaven, she is nought]
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[XXXI. Death is a dialogue between]
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[XXXII. It was too late for man]
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XXXIII. ALONG THE POTOMAC.
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[XXXIV. The daisy follows soft the sun]
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XXXV. EMANCIPATION.
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XXXVI. LOST.
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[XXXVII. If I should n't be alive]
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[XXXVIII. Sleep is supposed to be]
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[XXXIX. I shall know why, when time is over]
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[XL. I never lost as much but twice]

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[XIX. So bashful when I spied her]

So bashful when I spied her,
So pretty, so ashamed!
So hidden in her leaflets,
Lest anybody find;
So breathless till I passed her,
So helpless when I turned
And bore her, struggling, blushing,
Her simple haunts beyond!
For whom I robbed the dingle,
For whom betrayed the dell,
Many will doubtless ask me,
But I shall never tell!
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