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PUBLISHER NOTES:
1. Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine
2. There is another sky
3. Sic transit gloria mundi
4. On this wondrous sea
5. I have a Bird in spring
6. Frequently the woods are pink
7. The feet of people walking home
8. There is a word
9. Through lane it lay — through bramble —
10. My wheel is in the dark!
11. I never told the buried gold
12. The morns are meeker than they were —
13. Sleep is supposed to be
14. One Sister have I in our house,
15. The Guest is gold and crimson —
16. I would distil a cup,
17. Baffled for just a day or two —
18. The Gentian weaves her fringes —
19. A sepal, petal, and a thorn
20. Distrustful of the Gentian —
21. We lose — because we win —
22. All these my banners be.
23. I had a guinea golden —
24. There is a morn by men unseen —
25. She slept beneath a tree —
26. It's all I have to bring today —
27. Morns like these — we parted —
28. So has a Daisy vanished
29. If those I loved were lost
30. Adrift! A little boat adrift!
31. Summer for thee, grant I may be
32. When Roses cease to bloom, Sir,
33. If recollecting were forgetting,
34. Garland for Queens, may be —
35. Nobody knows this little Rose —
36. Snow flakes.
37. Before the ice is in the pools —
38. By such and such an offering
39. It did not surprise me —
40. When I count the seeds
41. I robbed the Woods —
42. A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
43. Could live — did live —
44. If she had been the Mistletoe
45. There's something quieter than sleep
46. I keep my pledge.
47. Heart! We will forget him!
48. Once more, my now bewildered Dove
49. I never lost as much but twice,
50. I haven't told my garden yet —
51. I often passed the village
52. Whether my bark went down at sea —
53. Taken from men — this morning —
54. If I should die,
55. By Chivalries as tiny,
56. If I should cease to bring a Rose
57. To venerate the simple days
58. Delayed till she had ceased to know —
59. A little East of Jordan,
60. Like her the Saints retire,
61. Papa above!
62. "Sown in dishonor"!
63. If pain for peace prepares
64. Some Rainbow — coming from the Fair!
65. I can't tell you — but you feel it —
66. So from the mould
67. Success is counted sweetest
68. Ambition cannot find him.
69. Low at my problem bending,
70. "Arcturus" is his other name —
71. A throe upon the features —
72. Glowing is her Bonnet,
73. Who never lost, are unprepared
74. A Lady red — amid the Hill
75. She died at play,
76. Exultation is the going
77. I never hear the word "escape"
78. A poor — torn heart — a tattered heart —
79. Going to Heaven!
80. Our lives are Swiss —
81. We should not mind so small a flower —
82. Whose cheek is this?
83. Heart, not so heavy as mine
84. Her breast is fit for pearls,
85. "They have not chosen me," he said,
86. South Winds jostle them —
87. A darting fear — a pomp — a tear —
88. As by the dead we love to sit,
89. Some things that fly there be —
90. Within my reach!
91. So bashful when I spied her!
92. My friend must be a Bird —
93. Went up a year this evening!
94. Angels, in the early morning
95. My nosegays are for Captives —
96. Sexton! My Master's sleeping here.
97. The rainbow never tells me
98. One dignity delays for all —
99. New feet within my garden go —
100. A science — so the Savants say,
101. Will there really be a "Morning"?
102. Great Caesar! Condescend
103. I have a King, who does not speak —
104. Where I have lost, I softer tread —
105. To hang our head — ostensibly —
106. The Daisy follows soft the Sun —
107. 'Twas such a little — little boat
108. Surgeons must be very careful
109. By a flower — By a letter —
110. Artists wrestled here!
111. The Bee is not afraid of me.
112. Where bells no more affright the morn —
113. Our share of night to bear —
114. Good night, because we must,
115. What Inn is this
116. I had some things that I called mine —
117. In rags mysterious as these
118. My friend attacks my friend!
119. Talk with prudence to a Beggar
120. If this is "fading"
121. As Watchers hang upon the East,
122. A something in a summer's Day
123. Many cross the Rhine
124. In lands I never saw — they say
125. For each ecstatic instant
126. To fight aloud, is very brave —
127. "Houses" — so the Wise Men tell me —
128. Bring me the sunset in a cup,
129. Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
130. These are the days when Birds come back —
131. Besides the Autumn poets sing
132. I bring an unaccustomed wine
133. As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
134. Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower,
135. Water, is taught by thirst.
136. Have you got a Brook in your little heart,
137. Flowers — Well — if anybody
138. Pigmy seraphs — gone astray —
139. Soul, Wilt thou toss again?
140. An altered look about the hills —
141. Some, too fragile for winter winds
142. Whose are the little beds, I asked
143. For every Bird a Nest —
144. She bore it till the simple veins
145. This heart that broke so long —
146. On such a night, or such a night,
147. Bless God, he went as soldiers,
148. All overgrown by cunning moss,
149. She went as quiet as the Dew
150. She died — this was the way she died.
151. Mute thy Coronation —
152. The Sun kept stooping — stooping — low!
153. Dust is the only Secret —
154. Except to Heaven, she is nought.
155. The Murmur of a Bee
156. You love me — you are sure —
157. Musicians wrestle everywhere —
158. Dying! Dying in the night!
159. A little bread — a crust — a crumb —
160. Just lost, when I was saved!
161. A feather from the Whippoorwill
162. My River runs to thee —
163. Tho' my destiny be Fustian —
164. Mama never forgets her birds,
165. A wounded Deer — leaps highest —
166. I met a King this afternoon!
167. To learn the Transport by the Pain
168. If the foolish, call them "flowers" —
169. In Ebon Box, when years have flown
170. Portraits are to daily faces
171. Wait till the Majesty of Death
172. 'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
173. A fuzzy fellow, without feet,
174. At last, to be identified!
175. I have never seen "Volcanoes" —
176. I'm the little "Heart's Ease"!
177. Ah, Necromancy Sweet!
178. I cautious, scanned my little life —
179. If I could bribe them by a Rose
180. As if some little Arctic flower
181. I lost a World — the other day!
182. If I shouldn't be alive
183. I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes
184. A transport one cannot contain
185. "Faith" is a fine invention
186. What shall I do — it whimpers so —
187. How many times these low feet staggered —
188. Make me a picture of the sun —
189. It's such a little thing to weep —
190. He was weak, and I was strong — then —
191. The Skies can't keep their secret!
192. Poor little Heart!
193. I shall know why — when Time is over —
194. On this long storm the Rainbow rose —
195. For this — accepted Breath —
196. We don't cry — Tim and I,
197. Morning — is the place for Dew —
198. An awful Tempest mashed the air —
199. I'm "wife" — I've finished that —
200. I stole them from a Bee —
201. Two swimmers wrestled on the spar —
202. My Eye is fuller than my vase —
203. He forgot — and I — remembered —
204. A slash of Blue —
205. I should not dare to leave my friend,
206. The Flower must not blame the Bee —
207. Tho' I get home how late — how late —
208. The Rose did caper on her cheek —
209. With thee, in the Desert —
210. The thought beneath so slight a film —
211. Come slowly - Eden!
212. Least Rivers — docile to some sea.
213. Did the Harebell loose her girdle
214. I taste a liquor never brewed
215. What is — "Paradise" —
216. Safe in their alabaster chambers
217. Savior! I've no one else to tell —
218. Is it true, dear Sue?
219. She sweeps with many-colored Brooms —
220. Could I — then — shut the door —
221. It can't be "Summer"!
222. When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,
223. I Came to buy a smile — today —
224. I've nothing else — to bring, You know —
225. Jesus! thy Crucifix
226. Should you but fail at — Sea —
227. Teach Him — When He makes the names —
228. Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple
229. A Burdock — clawed my Gown —
230. We — Bee and I — live by the quaffing —
231. God permits industrious Angels —
232. The Sun — just touched the Morning —
233. The Lamp burns sure — within —
234. You're right — "the way is narrow" —
235. The Court is far away —
236. If He dissolve — then — there is nothing — more —
237. I think just how my shape will rise —
238. Kill your Balm — and its Odors bless you —
239. "Heaven" — is what I cannot reach!
240. Ah, Moon — and Star!
241. I like a look of Agony,
242. When we stand on the tops of Things —
243. I've known a Heaven, like a Tent —
244. It is easy to work when the soul is at play —
245. I held a Jewel in my fingers —
246. Forever at His side to walk —
247. What would I give to see his face?
248. Why — do they shut Me out of Heaven?
249. Wild Nights — Wild Nights!
250. I shall keep singing!
251. Over the fence —
252. I can wade Grief —
253. You see I cannot see — your lifetime —
254. "Hope" is the thing with feathers —
255. To die — takes just a little while —
256. If I'm lost — now
257. Delight is as the flight —
258. There's a certain Slant of light
259. Good Night! Which put the Candle out?
260. Read — Sweet — how others — strove —
261. Put up my lute!
262. The lonesome for they know not What —
263. A single Screw of Flesh
264. A Weight with Needles on the pounds —
265. Where Ships of Purple — gently toss —
266. This — is the land — the Sunset washes —
267. Did we disobey Him?
268. Me, change! Me, alter!
269. Bound — a trouble —
270. One Life of so much Consequence!
271. A solemn thing — it was — I said —
272. I breathed enough to take the Trick —
273. He put the Belt around my life
274. The only Ghost I ever saw
275. Doubt Me! My Dim Companion!
276. Many a phrase has the English language —
277. What if I say I shall not wait!
278. A shady friend — for Torrid days —
279. Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord,
280. I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
281. 'Tis so appalling — it exhilarates —
282. How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand,
283. A Mien to move a Queen —
284. The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea —
285. The Robin's my Criterion for Tune —
286. That after Horror — that 'twas us —
287. A Clock stopped —
288. I'm Nobody! Who are you?
289. I know some lonely Houses off the Road
290. Of Bronze — and Blaze —
291. How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
292. If your Nerve, deny you —
293. I got so I could take his name —
294. The Doomed — regard the Sunrise
295. Unto like Story — Trouble has enticed me —
296. One Year ago — jots what?
297. It's like the Light —
298. Alone, I cannot be —
299. Your Riches — taught me — Poverty
300. "Morning" — means "Milking" — to the Farmer —
301. I reason, Earth is short —
302. Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
303. The Soul selects her own Society —
304. The Day came slow — till Five o'clock —
305. The difference between Despair
306. The Soul's Superior instants
307. The One who could repeat the Summer day —
308. I send Two Sunsets —
309. For largest Woman's Hearth I knew —
310. Give little Anguish —
311. It sifts from Leaden Sieves —
312. Her — "last Poems" —
313. I should have been too glad, I see —
314. Nature — sometimes sears a Sapling —
315. He fumbles at your Soul
316. The Wind didn't come from the Orchard — today —
317. Just so — Jesus — raps —
318. I'll tell you how the Sun rose —
319. The nearest Dream recedes — unrealized —
320. We play at Paste —
321. Of all the Sounds despatched abroad,
322. There came a Day at Summer's full,
323. As if I asked a common Alms,
324. Some keep the Sabbath going to Church —
325. Of Tribulation, these are They,
326. I cannot dance upon my Toes —
327. Before I got my eye put out
328. A Bird came down the Walk —
329. So glad we are — a Stranger'd deem
330. The Juggler's Hat her Country is —
331. While Asters —
332. There are two Ripenings — one — of sight —
333. The Grass so little has to do —
334. All the letters I can write
335. 'Tis not that Dying hurts us so —
336. The face I carry with me — last —
337. I know a place where Summer strives
338. I know that He exists.
339. I tend my flowers for thee —
340. Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
341. After great pain, a formal feeling comes —
342. It will be Summer — eventually.
343. My Reward for Being, was This.
344. 'Twas the old — road — through pain —
345. Funny — to be a Century —
346. Not probable — The barest Chance —
347. When Night is almost done —
348. I dreaded that first Robin, so,
349. I had the Glory — that will do —
350. They leave us with the Infinite.
351. I felt my life with both my hands
352. Perhaps I asked too large —
353. A happy lip — breaks sudden —
354. From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
355. 'Tis Opposites — entice —
356. The Day that I was crowned
357. God is a distant — stately Lover —
358. If any sink, assure that this, now standing —
359. I gained it so —
360. Death sets a Thing significant
361. What I can do — I will —
362. It struck me — every Day —
363. I went to thank Her —
364. The Morning after Woe —
365. Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
366. Although I put away his life —
367. Over and over, like a Tune —
368. How sick — to wait — in any place — but thine —
369. She lay as if at play
370. Heaven is so far of the Mind
371. A precious — mouldering pleasure — 'tis —
372. I know lives, I could miss
373. I'm saying every day
374. I went to Heaven —
375. The Angle of a Landscape —
376. Of Course — I prayed —
377. To lose one's faith — surpass
378. I saw no Way — The Heavens were stitched —
379. Rehearsal to Ourselves
380. There is a flower that Bees prefer —
381. A Secret told —
382. For Death — or rather
383. Exhilaration — is within —
384. No Rack can torture me —
385. Smiling back from Coronation
386. Answer July —
387. The sweetest Heresy received
388. Take your Heaven further on —
389. There's been a Death, in the Opposite House,
390. It's coming — the postponeless Creature —
391. A Visitor in Marl —
392. Through the Dark Sod — as Education —
393. Did Our Best Moment last —
394. 'Twas Love — not me —
395. Reverse cannot befall
396. There is a Languor of the Life
397. When Diamonds are a Legend,
398. I had not minded — Walls —
399. A House upon the Height —
400. A Tongue — to tell Him I am true!
401. What Soft — Cherubic Creatures —
402. I pay — in Satin Cash —
403. The Winters are so short —
404. How many Flowers fail in Wood —
405. It might be lonelier
406. Some — Work for Immortality —
407. If What we could — were what we would —
408. Unit, like Death, for Whom?
409. They dropped like Flakes —
410. The first Day's Night had come —
411. The Color of the Grave is Green —
412. I read my sentence — steadily —
413. I never felt at Home — Below —-
414. 'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,
415. Sunset at Night — is natural —
416. A Murmur in the Trees — to note —
417. Is it dead — Find it —
418. Not in this World to see his face —
419. We grow accustomed to the Dark —
420. You'll know it — as you know 'tis Noon —
421. A Charm invests a face
422. More Life — went out — when He went
423. The Months have ends — the Years — a knot —
424. Removed from Accident of Loss
425. Good Morning — Midnight —
426. It don't sound so terrible — quite — as it did —
427. I'll clutch — and clutch —
428. Taking up the fair Ideal,
429. The Moon is distant from the Sea —
430. It would never be Common — more — I said —
431. Me — come! My dazzled face
432. Do People moulder equally,
433. Knows how to forget!
434. To love thee Year by Year —
435. Much Madness is divinest Sense —
436. The Wind — tapped like a tired Man —
437. Prayer is the little implement
438. Forget! The lady with the Amulet
439. Undue Significance a starving man attaches
440. 'Tis customary as we part
441. This is my letter to the World
442. God made a little Gentian —
443. I tie my Hat — I crease my Shawl —
444. It feels a shame to be Alive —
445. 'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
446. I showed her Heights she never saw —
447. Could — I do more — for Thee —
448. This was a Poet — It is That
449. I died for Beauty — but was scarce
450. Dreams — are well — but Waking's better,
451. The Outer — from the Inner
452. The Malay — took the Pearl —
453. Love — thou art high —
454. It was given to me by the Gods —
455. Triumph — may be of several kinds —
456. So well that I can live without —
457. Sweet — safe — Houses —
458. Like eyes that looked on Wastes —
459. A Tooth upon Our Peace
460. I know where Wells grow — Droughtless Wells —
461. A Wife — at daybreak I shall be —
462. Why make it doubt — it hurts it so —
463. I live with Him — I see His face —
464. The power to be true to You,
465. I heard a Fly buzz — when I died —
466. 'Tis little I — could care for Pearls —
467. We do not play on Graves —
468. The Manner of its Death
469. The Red — Blaze — is the Morning —
470. I am alive — I guess —
471. A Night — there lay the Days between —
472. Except the Heaven had come so near —
473. I am ashamed — I hide —
474. They put Us far apart —
475. Doom is the House without the Door —
476. I meant to have but modest needs —
477. No Man can compass a Despair —
478. I had no time to Hate —
479. She dealt her pretty words like Blades —
480. "Why do I love" You, Sir?
481. The Himmaleh was known to stoop
482. We Cover Thee — Sweet Face —
483. A Solemn thing within the Soul
484. My Garden — like the Beach —
485. To make One's Toilette — after Death
486. I was the slightest in the House —
487. You love the Lord — you cannot see —
488. Myself was formed — a Carpenter —
489. We pray — to Heaven —
490. To One denied the drink
491. While it is alive
492. Civilization — spurns — the Leopard!
493. The World — stands — solemner — to me —
494. Going to Him! Happy letter!
495. It's thoughts — and just One Heart —
496. As far from pity, as complaint —
497. He strained my faith —
498. I envy Seas, whereon He rides —
499. Those fair — fictitious People —
500. Within my Garden, rides a Bird
501. This World is not Conclusion.
502. At least — to pray — is left — is left —
503. Better — than Music! For I — who heard it —
504. You know that Portrait in the Moon —
505. I would not paint — a picture —
506. He touched me, so I live to know
507. She sights a Bird — she chuckles —
508. I'm ceded — I've stopped being Theirs —
509. If anybody's friend be dead
510. It was not Death, for I stood up,
511. If you were coming in the Fall,
512. The Soul has Bandaged moments —
513. Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews,
514. Her smile was shaped like other smiles —
515. No Crowd that has occurred
516. Beauty — be not caused — It Is —
517. He parts Himself — like Leaves —
518. Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night
519. 'Twas warm — at first — like Us —
520. I started Early — Took my Dog —
521. Endow the Living — with the Tears —
522. Had I presumed to hope —
523. Sweet — You forgot — but I remembered
524. Departed — to the Judgment —
525. I think the Hemlock likes to stand
526. To hear an Oriole sing
527. To put this World down, like a Bundle —
528. Mine — by the Right of the White Election!
529. I'm sorry for the Dead — Today —
530. You cannot put a Fire out —
531. We dream — it is good we are dreaming —
532. I tried to think a lonelier Thing
533. Two butterflies went out at Noon —
534. We see — Comparatively —
535. She's happy, with a new Content —
536. The Heart asks Pleasure — first —
537. Me prove it now — Whoever doubt
538. 'Tis true — They shut me in the Cold —
539. The Province of the Saved
540. I took my Power in my Hand —
541. Some such Butterfly be seen
542. I had no Cause to be awake —
543. I fear a Man of frugal Speech —
544. The Martyr Poets — did not tell —
545. 'Tis One by One — the Father counts —
546. To fill a Gap
547. I've seen a Dying Eye
548. Death is potential to that Man
549. That I did always love
550. I cross till I am weary
551. There is a Shame of Nobleness —
552. An ignorance a Sunset
553. One Crucifixion is recorded — only —
554. The Black Berry — wears a Thorn in his side —
555. Trust in the Unexpected —
556. The Brain, within its Groove
557. She hideth Her the last —
558. But little Carmine hath her face —
559. It knew no Medicine —
560. It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation —
561. I measure every Grief I meet
562. Conjecturing a Climate
563. I could not prove the Years had feet —
564. My period had come for Prayer —
565. One Anguish — in a Crowd —
566. A Dying Tiger — moaned for Drink —
567. He gave away his Life —
568. We learned the Whole of Love —
569. I reckon — when I count it all —
570. I could die — to know —
571. Must be a Woe —
572. Delight — becomes pictorial —
573. The Test of Love — is Death —
574. My first well Day — since many ill —
575. "Heaven" has different Signs — to me —
576. I prayed, at first, a little Girl,
577. If I may have it, when it's dead,
578. The Body grows without —
579. I had been hungry, all the Years —
580. I gave myself to Him —
581. I found the words to every thought
582. Inconceivably solemn!
583. A Toad, can die of Light —
584. It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
585. I like to see it lap the Miles —
586. We talked as Girls do —
587. Empty my Heart, of Thee —
588. I cried at Pity — not at Pain —
589. The Night was wide, and furnished scant
590. Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth —
591. To interrupt His Yellow Plan
592. What care the Dead, for Chanticleer —
593. I think I was enchanted
594. The Battle fought between the Soul
595. Like Mighty Foot Lights — burned the Red
596. When I was small, a Woman died —
597. It always felt to me — a wrong
598. Three times — we parted — Breath — and I —
599. There is a pain — so utter —
600. It troubled me as once I was —
601. A still — Volcano — Life —
602. Of Brussels — it was not —
603. He found my Being — set it up —
604. Unto my Books — so good to turn —
605. The Spider holds a Silver Ball
606. The Trees like Tassels — hit — and swung —
607. Of nearness to her sundered Things
608. Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?
609. I Years had been from Home
610. You'll find — it when you try to die —
611. I see thee better — in the Dark —
612. It would have starved a Gnat —
613. They shut me up in Prose —
614. In falling Timbers buried —
615. Our journey had advanced —
616. I rose — because He sank —
617. Don't put up my Thread and Needle —
618. At leisure is the Soul
619. Glee — The great storm is over —
620. It makes no difference abroad —
621. I asked no other thing —
622. To know just how He suffered — would be dear —
623. It was too late for Man —
624. Forever — is composed of Nows —
625. 'Twas a long Parting — but the time
626. Only God — detect the Sorrow —
627. The Tint I cannot take — is best —
628. They called me to the Window, for
629. I watched the Moon around the House
630. The Lightning playeth — all the while —
631. Ourselves were wed one summer — dear —
632. The Brain — is wider than the Sky —
633. When Bells stop ringing — Church — begins
634. You'll know Her — by Her Foot —
635. I think the longest Hour of all
636. The Way I read a Letter's — this —
637. The Child's faith is new —
638. To my small Hearth His fire came —
639. My Portion is Defeat — today —
640. I cannot live with You —
641. Size circumscribes — it has no room
642. Me from Myself — to banish —
643. I could suffice for Him, I knew —
644. You left me — Sire — two Legacies —
645. Bereavement in their death to feel
646. I think to Live — may be a Bliss
647. A little Road — not made of Man —
648. Promise This — When You be Dying —
649. Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
650. Pain — has an Element of Blank —
651. So much Summer
652. A Prison gets to be a friend —
653. Of Being is a Bird
654. A long — long Sleep — A famous — Sleep —
655. Without this — there is nought —
656. The name — of it — is "Autumn" —
657. I dwell in Possibility —
658. Whole Gulfs — of Red, and Fleets — of Red —
659. That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet,
660. 'Tis good — the looking back on Grief —
661. Could I but ride indefinite
662. Embarrassment of one another
663. Again — his voice is at the door —
664. Of all the Souls that stand create —
665. Dropped into the Ether Acre —
666. Ah, Teneriffe!
667. Bloom upon the Mountain — stated —
668. "Nature" is what we see —
669. No Romance sold unto
670. One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted —
671. She dwelleth in the Ground —
672. The Future — never spoke —
673. The Love a Life can show Below
674. The Soul that hath a Guest
675. Essential Oils — are wrung —
676. Least Bee that brew —
677. To be alive — is Power —
678. Wolfe demanded during dying
679. Conscious am I in my Chamber,
680. Each Life Converges to some Centre —
681. Soil of Flint, if steady tilled —
682. 'Twould ease — a Butterfly —
683. The Soul unto itself
684. Best Gains — must have the Losses' Test —
685. Not "Revelation" — 'tis — that waits,
686. They say that "Time assuages" —
687. I'll send the feather from my Hat!
688. "Speech" — is a prank of Parliament —
689. The Zeroes — taught us — Phosphorous —
690. Victory comes late —
691. Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
692. The Sun kept setting — setting — still
693. Shells from the Coast mistaking —
694. The Heaven vests for Each
695. As if the Sea should part
696. Their Height in Heaven comforts not —
697. I could bring You Jewels — had I a mind to —
698. Life — is what we make of it —
699. The Judge is like the Owl —
700. You've seen Balloons set — Haven't You?
701. A Thought went up my mind today —
702. A first Mute Coming —
703. Out of sight? What of that?
704. No matter — now — Sweet —
705. Suspense — is Hostiler than Death —
706. Life, and Death, and Giants —
707. The Grace — Myself — might not obtain —
708. I sometimes drop it, for a Quick —
709. Publication — is the Auction
710. The Sunrise runs for Both —
711. Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds
712. Because I could not stop for Death —
713. Fame of Myself, to justify,
714. Rest at Night
715. The World — feels Dusty
716. The Day undressed — Herself —
717. The Beggar Lad — dies early —
718. I meant to find Her when I came —
719. A South Wind — has a pathos
720. No Prisoner be —
721. Behind Me — dips Eternity —
722. Sweet Mountains — Ye tell Me no lie —
723. It tossed — and tossed —
724. It's easy to invent a Life —
725. Where Thou art — that — is Home —
726. We thirst at first — 'tis Nature's Act —
727. Precious to Me — She still shall be —
728. Let Us play Yesterday —
729. Alter? When the Hills do
730. Defrauded I a Butterfly —
731. "I want" — it pleaded — All its life —
732. She rose to His Requirement — dropt
733. The Spirit is the Conscious Ear.
734. If He were living — dare I ask —
735. Upon Concluded Lives
736. Have any like Myself
737. The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
738. You said that I "was Great" — one Day —
739. I many times thought Peace had come
740. You taught me Waiting with Myself —
741. Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day
742. Four Trees — upon a solitary Acre —
743. The Birds reported from the South —
744. Remorse — is Memory — awake —
745. Renunciation — is a piercing Virtue —
746. Never for Society
747. It dropped so low — in my Regard —
748. Autumn — overlooked my Knitting —
749. All but Death, can be Adjusted —
750. Growth of Man — like Growth of Nature —
751. My Worthiness is all my Doubt —
752. So the Eyes accost — and sunder
753. My Soul — accused me — And I quailed —
754. My Life had stood — a Loaded Gun —
755. No Bobolink — reverse His Singing
756. One Blessing had I than the rest
757. The Mountains — grow unnoticed —
758. These — saw Visions —
759. He fought like those Who've nought to lose —
760. Most she touched me by her muteness —
761. From Blank to Blank —
762. The Whole of it came not at once —
763. He told a homely tale
764. Presentiment — is that long Shadow — on the Lawn —
765. You constituted Time —
766. My Faith is larger than the Hills —
767. To offer brave assistance
768. When I hoped, I recollect
769. One and One — are One —
770. I lived on Dread —
771. None can experience sting
772. The hallowing of Pain
773. Deprived of other Banquet,
774. It is a lonesome Glee —
775. If Blame be my side — forfeit Me —
776. The Color of a Queen, is this —
777. The Loneliness One dare not sound —
778. This that would greet — an hour ago —
779. The Service without Hope —
780. The Truth — is stirless —
781. To wait an Hour — is long —
782. There is an arid Pleasure —
783. The Birds begun at Four o'clock —
784. Bereaved of all, I went abroad —
785. They have a little Odor — that to me
786. Severer Service of myself
787. Such is the Force of Happiness —
788. Joy to have merited the Pain —
789. On a Columnar Self —
790. Nature — the Gentlest Mother is,
791. God gave a Loaf to every Bird —
792. Through the strait pass of suffering —
793. Grief is a Mouse —
794. A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree —
795. Her final Summer was it —
796. Who Giants know, with lesser Men
797. By my Window have I for Scenery
798. She staked her Feathers — Gained an Arc —
799. Despair's advantage is achieved
800. Two — were immortal twice —
801. I play at Riches — to appease
802. Time feels so vast that were it not
803. Who Court obtain within Himself
804. No Notice gave She, but a Change —
805. This Bauble was preferred of Bees —
806. A Plated Life — diversified
807. Expectation — is Contentment —
808. So set its Sun in Thee
809. Unable are the Loved to die
810. Her Grace is all she has —
811. The Veins of other Flowers
812. A Light exists in Spring
813. This quiet Dust was Gentleman and Ladies
814. One Day is there of the Series
815. The Luxury to apprehend
816. A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
817. Given in Marriage unto Thee
818. I could not drink it, Sweet,
819. All I may, if small,
820. All Circumstances are the Frame
821. Away from Home are some and I —
822. This Consciousness that is aware
823. Not that We did, shall be the test
824. The Wind begun to knead the Grass —
825. An Hour is a Sea
826. Love reckons by itself — alone —
827. The Only News I know
828. The Robin is the One
829. Ample make this Bed —
830. To this World she returned.
831. Dying! To be afraid of thee
832. Soto! Explore thyself!
833. Perhaps you think me stooping
834. Before He comes we weigh the Time!
835. Nature and God — I neither knew
836. Truth — is as old as God —
837. How well I knew Her not
838. Impossibility, like Wine
839. Always Mine!
840. I cannot buy it — 'tis not sold —
841. A Moth the hue of this
842. Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt!
843. I made slow Riches but my Gain
844. Spring is the Period
845. Be Mine the Doom —
846. Twice had Summer her fair Verdure
847. Finite — to fail, but infinite to Venture —
848. Just as He spoke it from his Hands
849. The good Will of a Flower
850. I sing to use the Waiting
851. When the Astronomer stops seeking
852. Apology for Her
853. When One has given up One's life
854. Banish Air from Air —
855. To own the Art within the Soul
856. There is a finished feeling
857. Uncertain lease — develops lustre
858. This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life
859. A doubt if it be Us
860. Absence disembodies — so does Death
861. Split the Lark — and you'll find the Music —
862. Light is sufficient to itself —
863. That Distance was between Us
864. The Robin for the Crumb
865. He outstripped Time with but a Bout,
866. Fame is the tint that Scholars leave
867. Escaping backward to perceive
868. They ask but our Delight —
869. Because the Bee may blameless hum
870. Finding is the first Act
871. The Sun and Moon must make their haste —
872. As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies
873. Ribbons of the Year —
874. They won't frown always — some sweet Day
875. I stepped from Plank to Plank
876. It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone
877. Each Scar I'll keep for Him
878. The Sun is gay or stark
879. Each Second is the last
880. The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb
881. I've none to tell me to but Thee
882. A Shade upon the mind there passes
883. The Poets light but Lamps —
884. An Everywhere of Silver
885. Our little Kinsmen — after Rain
886. These tested Our Horizon —
887. We outgrow love, like other things
888. When I have seen the Sun emerge
889. Crisis is a Hair
890. From Us She wandered now a Year,
891. To my quick ear the Leaves — conferred —
892. Who occupies this House?
893. Drab Habitation of Whom?
894. Of Consciousness, her awful Mate
895. A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
896. Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe
897. How fortunate the Grave —
898. How happy I was if I could forget
899. Herein a Blossom lies —
900. What did They do since I saw Them?
901. Sweet, to have had them lost
902. The first Day that I was a Life
903. I hide myself within my flower,
904. Had I not This, or This, I said,
905. Between My Country — and the Others —
906. The Admirations — and Contempts — of time —
907. Till Death — is narrow Loving —
908. 'Tis Sunrise — Little Maid — Hast Thou
909. I make His Crescent fill or lack —
910. Experience is the Angled Road
911. Too little way the House must lie
912. Peace is a fiction of our Faith —
913. And this of all my Hopes
914. I cannot be ashamed
915. Faith — is the Pierless Bridge
916. His Feet are shod with Gauze —
917. Love — is anterior to Life —
918. Only a Shrine, but Mine —
919. If I can stop one Heart from breaking
920. We can but follow to the Sun —
921. If it had no pencil
922. Those who have been in the Grave the longest —
923. How the Waters closed above Him
924. Love — is that later Thing than Death —
925. Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning —
926. Patience — has a quiet Outer —
927. Absent Place — an April Day —
928. The Heart has narrow Banks
929. How far is it to Heaven?
930. There is a June when Corn is cut
931. Noon — is the Hinge of Day —
932. My best Acquaintances are those
933. Two Travellers perishing in Snow
934. That is solemn we have ended
935. Death leaves Us homesick, who behind,
936. This Dust, and its Feature —
937. I felt a Cleaving in my Mind —
938. Fairer through Fading — as the Day
939. What I see not, I better see —
940. On that dear Frame the Years had worn
941. The Lady feeds Her little Bird
942. Snow beneath whose chilly softness
943. A Coffin — is a small Domain,
944. I learned — at least — what Home could be —
945. This is a Blossom of the Brain —
946. It is an honorable Thought
947. Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause?
948. 'Twas Crisis — All the length had passed —
949. Under the Light, yet under,
950. The Sunset stopped on Cottages
951. As Frost is best conceived
952. A Man may make a Remark —
953. A Door just opened on a street —
954. The Chemical conviction
955. The Hollows round His eager Eyes
956. What shall I do when the Summer troubles —
957. As One does Sickness over
958. We met as Sparks — Diverging Flints
959. A loss of something ever felt I —
960. As plan for Noon and plan for Night
961. Wert Thou but ill — that I might show thee
962. Midsummer, was it, when They died —
963. A nearness to Tremendousness —
964. "Unto Me?" I do not know you —
965. Denial — is the only fact
966. All forgot for recollecting
967. Pain — expands the Time —
968. Fitter to see Him, I may be
969. He who in Himself believes —
970. Color — Caste — Denomination —
971. Robbed by Death — but that was easy —
972. Unfulfilled to Observation —
973. 'Twas awkward, but it fitted me —
974. The Soul's distinct connection
975. The Mountain sat upon the Plain
976. Death is a Dialogue between
977. Besides this May
978. It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon —
979. This Merit hath the worst —
980. Purple — is fashionable twice —
981. As Sleigh Bells seem in summer
982. No Other can reduce
983. Ideals are the Fairly Oil
984. 'Tis Anguish grander than Delight
985. The Missing All — prevented Me
986. A narrow fellow in the grass
987. The Leaves like Women interchange
988. The Definition of Beauty is
989. Gratitude — is not the mention
990. Not all die early, dying young —
991. She sped as Petals of a Rose
992. The Dust behind I strove to join
993. We miss Her, not because We see —
994. Partake as doth the Bee,
995. This was in the White of the Year —
996. We'll pass without the parting
997. Crumbling is not an instant's Act
998. Best Things dwell out of Sight
999. Superfluous were the Sun
1000. The Fingers of the Light
1001. The Stimulus, beyond the Grave
1002. Aurora is the effort
1003. Dying at my music!
1004. There is no Silence in the Earth — so silent
1005. Bind me — I still can sing —
1006. The first We knew of Him was Death —
1007. Falsehood of Thee could I suppose
1008. How still the Bells in Steeples stand
1009. I was a Phoebe — nothing more —
1010. Up Life's Hill with my little Bundle
1011. She rose as high as His Occasion
1012. Which is best? Heaven —
1013. Too scanty 'twas to die for you,
1014. Did We abolish Frost
1015. Were it but Me that gained the Height —
1016. The Hills in Purple syllables
1017. To die — without the Dying
1018. Who saw no Sunrise cannot say
1019. My Season's furthest Flower —
1020. Trudging to Eden, looking backward,
1021. Far from Love the Heavenly Father
1022. I knew that I had gained
1023. It rises — passes — on our South
1024. So large my Will
1025. The Products of my Farm are these
1026. The Dying need but little, Dear,
1027. My Heart upon a little Plate
1028. 'Twas my one Glory —
1029. Nor Mountain hinder Me
1030. That Such have died enable Us
1031. Fate slew Him, but He did not drop —
1032. Who is the East?
1033. Said Death to Passion
1034. His Bill an Auger is
1035. Bee! I'm expecting you!
1036. Satisfaction — is the Agent
1037. Here, where the Daisies fit my Head
1038. Her little Parasol to lift
1039. I heard, as if I had no Ear
1040. Not so the infinite Relations — Below
1041. Somewhat, to hope for,
1042. Spring comes on the World —
1043. Lest this be Heaven indeed
1044. A Sickness of this World it most occasions
1045. Nature rarer uses Yellow
1046. I've dropped my Brain — My Soul is numb —
1047. The Opening and the Close
1048. Reportless Subjects, to the Quick
1049. Pain has but one Acquaintance
1050. As willing lid o'er weary eye
1051. I cannot meet the Spring unmoved —
1052. I never saw a Moor —
1053. It was a quiet way —
1054. Not to discover weakness is
1055. The Soul should always stand ajar
1056. There is a Zone whose even Years
1057. I had a daily Bliss
1058. Bloom — is Result — to meet a Flower
1059. Sang from the Heart, Sire,
1060. Air has no Residence, no Neighbor,
1061. Three Weeks passed since I had seen Her —
1062. He scanned it — staggered —
1063. Ashes denote that Fire was —
1064. To help our Bleaker Parts
1065. Let down the Bars, Oh Death —
1066. Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
1067. Except the smaller size
1068. Further in Summer than the Birds
1069. Paradise is of the option.
1070. To undertake is to achieve
1071. Perception of an object costs
1072. Title divine — is mine!
1073. Experiment to me
1074. Count not that far that can be had,
1075. The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean.
1076. Just Once! Oh least Request!
1077. These are the Signs to Nature's Inns —
1078. The Bustle in a House
1079. The Sun went down — no Man looked on —
1080. When they come back — if Blossoms do —
1081. Superiority to Fate
1082. Revolution is the Pod
1083. We learn it in Retreating
1084. At Half past Three, a single Bird
1085. If Nature smiles — the Mother must
1086. What Twigs We held by —
1087. We miss a Kinsman more
1088. Ended, ere it begun —
1089. Myself can read the Telegrams
1090. I am afraid to own a Body —
1091. The Well upon the Brook
1092. It was not Saint — it was too large —
1093. Because 'twas Riches I could own,
1094. Themself are all I have —
1095. To Whom the Mornings stand for Nights,
1096. These Strangers, in a foreign World,
1097. Dew — is the Freshet in the Grass —
1098. Of the Heart that goes in, and closes the Door
1099. My Cocoon tightens — Colors tease —
1100. The last Night that She lived
1101. Between the form of Life and Life
1102. His Bill is clasped — his Eye forsook —
1103. The spry Arms of the Wind
1104. The Crickets sang

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