Emily Dickinson

Poems by Emily Dickinson

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Without this—there is nought

... For did not this include themself— ...

Nature and God—I neither knew

... Yet Neither told—that I could learn— ...

I never felt at Home—Below

... From Him—and Holy Ghost—and All— ...

Of Brussels—it was not

... Nay— The Winds did buy it of the Woods— ...

Mine—by the Right of the White Election!

... 528 Mine—by the Right of the White Election! ...

The World—stands—solemner—to me

... 493 The World—stands—solemner—to me— ...

The face I carry with me—last

... And then—he'll turn me round and round— ...

That after Horror—that 'twas us

... 286 That after Horror—that 'twas us— ...

Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling

... 314 Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling— ...

We pray—to Heaven

... Location's narrow way is for Ourselves- ...

I'm the little

... Nor will I, the little Heart's Ease— ...

Purple—is fashionable twice

... 980 Purple—is fashionable twice— ...

I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs

... 508 I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs— ...

Why

... That's all. The Breaking of the Day ...

It don't sound so terrible—quite—as it did

... 426 It don't sound so terrible—quite—as it did— ...

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