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Poems by Emily Dickinson

Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)

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I. LIFE.
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[I. I'm nobody! Who are you?]
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[II. I bring an unaccustomed wine]
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[III. The nearest dream recedes, unrealized]
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[IV. We play at paste]
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[V. I found the phrase to every thought]
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VI. HOPE.
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VII. THE WHITE HEAT.
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VIII. TRIUMPHANT.
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IX. THE TEST.
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X. ESCAPE.
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XI. COMPENSATION.
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XII. THE MARTYRS.
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XIII. A PRAYER.
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[XIV. The thought beneath so slight a film]
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[XV. The soul unto itself]
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[XVI. Surgeons must be very careful]
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XVII. THE RAILWAY TRAIN.
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XVIII. THE SHOW.
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[XIX. Delight becomes pictorial]
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[XX. A thought went up my mind to-day]
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[XXI. Is Heaven a physician?]
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XXII. THE RETURN.
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[XXIII. A poor torn heart, a tattered heart]
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XXIV. TOO MUCH.
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XXV. SHIPWRECK.
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[XXVI. Victory comes late]
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XXVII. ENOUGH.
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[XXVIII. Experiment to me]
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XXIX. MY COUNTRY'S WARDROBE.
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[XXX. Faith is a fine invention]
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[XXXI. Except the heaven had come so near]
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[XXXII. Portraits are to daily faces]
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XXXIII. THE DUEL.
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[XXXIV. A shady friend for torrid days]
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XXXV. THE GOAL.
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XXXVI. SIGHT.
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[XXXVII. Talk with prudence to a beggar]
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XXXVIII. THE PREACHER.
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[XXXIX. Good night! which put the candle out?]
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[XL. When I hoped I feared]
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XLI. DEED.
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XLII. TIME'S LESSON.
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XLIII. REMORSE.
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XLIV. THE SHELTER.
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[XLV. Undue significance a starving man attaches]
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[XLVI. Heart not so heavy as mine]
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[XLVII. I many times thought peace had come]
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[XLVIII. Unto my books so good to turn]
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[XLIX. This merit hath the worst]
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L. HUNGER.
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[LI. I gained it so]
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[LII. To learn the transport by the pain]
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LIII. RETURNING.
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LIV. PRAYER.
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[LV. I know that he exists]
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LVI. MELODIES UNHEARD.
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LVII. CALLED BACK.
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II. LOVE.
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III. NATURE.
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IV. TIME AND ETERNITY.

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[IV. We play at paste]

We play at paste,
Till qualified for pearl,
Then drop the paste,
And deem ourself a fool.
The shapes, though, were similar,
And our new hands
Learned gem-tactics
Practising sands.
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