Emily Dickinson

Poems by Emily Dickinson

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I had the Glory—that will do

... 349 I had the Glory—that will do— ...

The Bee is not afraid

... Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists, ...

Whole Gulfs—of Red, and Fleets—of Red

... 658 Whole Gulfs—of Red, and Fleets—of Red— ...

Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered

... 523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered ...

I lived on dread; to those who know

... As't were a spur upon the soul, ...

II: Our share of night to bear

... Here a mist, and there a mist, ...

Three times—we parted—Breath—and I

... 598 Three times—we parted—Breath—and I— ...

Home

... Lest back the awful door should spring, ...

One and One—are One

... For the Soul's Comprising— ...

Indian Summer

... 130 These are the days when Birds come back— ...

Come slowly

... Counts his nectars -alights, ...

I cried at Pity—not at Pain

... And Health, and Laughter, Curious things— ...

God permit industrious angels

... I met one, - forgot my school-mates, ...

My Garden

... And still the pensive Spring returns— ...

It will be Summer—eventually

... The Bees—will not despise the tune— ...

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