Poems by Emily Dickinson
A feather from the Whippoorwill
... Whose Beryl Egg, what Schoolboys hunt ...
A Field of Stubble, lying sere
... Its Toils to Brindled People thrust -- ...
A first Mute Coming --
... When the Bells rejoice --A first Exchange -- of ...
A Flower will not trouble her, it has so small a Foot,
... A Flower will not trouble her, it has so small a Foot, ...
A full fed Rose on meals of Tint
... A full fed Rose on meals of Tint ...
A House upon the Height
... No Peddler's Cart -- approached --Whose Chimney never smoked -- ...
A lane of Yellow led the eye
... In that low summer of the West ...
A Letter is a joy of Earth --
... A Letter is a joy of Earth -- It is denied the Gods -- ...
A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb
... The night before the Crown!A modest lot -- A fame petite -- ...
A little Dog that wags his tail
... I honestly suppose --The Cat that in the Corner dwells ...
A little overflowing word
... That any, hearing, had inferred ...
A little Road -- not made of Man --
... Or Cart of Butterfly --If Town it have -- beyond itself -- ...
A loss of something ever felt I --
... Too young that any should suspectA Mourner walked among the children ...
A Man may make a Remark --
... In dormant nature -- lain --Let us deport -- with skill -- ...
A Mien to move a Queen
... Even a Tear -- Its frequent Visitor --A Bonnet like a Duke -- ...
