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Poems by Emily Dickinson

Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

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I. LIFE.
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II. LOVE.
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III. NATURE.
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IV. TIME AND ETERNITY.
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[I. Let down the bars, O Death]
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[II. Going to heaven]
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[III. At least to pray is left, is left]
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IV. EPITAPH.
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[V. Morns like these we parted]
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[VI. A death-blow is a life-blow to some]
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[VII. I read my sentence steadily]
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[VIII. I have not told my garden yet]
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IX. THE BATTLE-FIELD.
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[X. The only ghost I ever saw]
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[XI. Some, too fragile for winter winds]
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[XII. As by the dead we love to sit]
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XIII. MEMORIALS.
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[XIV. I went to heaven]
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[XV. Their height in heaven comforts not]
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[XVI. There is a shame of nobleness]
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XVII. TRIUMPH.
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[XVIII. Pompless no life can pass away]
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[XIX. I noticed people disappeared]
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XX. FOLLOWING.
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[XXI. If anybody's friend be dead]
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XXII. THE JOURNEY.
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XXIII. A COUNTRY BURIAL.
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XXIV. GOING.
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[XXV. Essential oils are wrung]
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[XXVI. I lived on dread; to those who know]
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[XXVII. If I should die]
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XXVIII. AT LENGTH.
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XXIX. GHOSTS.
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XXX. VANISHED.
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XXXI. PRECEDENCE.
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XXXII. GONE.
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XXXIII. REQUIEM.
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[XXXIV. What inn is this]
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[XXXV. It was not death, for I stood up]
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XXXVI. TILL THE END.
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XXXVII. VOID.
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[XXXVIII. A throe upon the features]
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XXXIX. SAVED!
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[XL. I think just how my shape will rise]
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XLI. THE FORGOTTEN GRAVE.
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[XLII. Lay this laurel on the one]

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XXXVII.
VOID.

Great streets of silence led away
To neighborhoods of pause;
Here was no notice, no dissent,
No universe, no laws.
By clocks 't was morning, and for night
The bells at distance called;
But epoch had no basis here,
For period exhaled.
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