Poems by Emily Dickinson
The Heart has narrow Banks
... The Heart convulsive learnsThat Calm is but a Wall ...
The Heart is the Capital of the Mind --
... A single Continent --One -- is the Population -- ...
The Heaven vests for Each
... Some bashful Summer's Day --Half shrinking from the Glory ...
The Hills erect their Purple Heads
... The Hills erect their Purple Heads ...
The Hills in Purple syllables
... To little Groups of Continents ...
The Himmaleh was known to stoop
... Where Tent by Tent -- Her Universe ...
The Hollows round His eager Eyes
... The Hollows round His eager Eyes ...
The immortality she gave
... For just one Plaudit famishing, ...
The incidents of love
... Investment's best Expositor ...
The Infinite a sudden Guest
... But how can that stupendous come ...
The inundation of the Spring
... But leaves the Water whole --In which the soul at first estranged -- ...
The Jay his Castanet has struck
... Is impudent to natureOf Swarthy Days he is the close ...
The joy that has no stem no core,
... The joy that has no stem no core, ...
The Judge is like the Owl --
... Itself is not in vain --About the price -- 'tis small -- ...
The Juggler's Hat her Country is
... The Juggler's Hat her Country is -- The Mountain Gorse -- the Bee's! ...
