Poems by Emily Dickinson

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Little, Brown, 1890 - 152 pages
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Contents

I
9
II
11
III
13
IV
14
V
15
VI
16
VII
17
VIII
18
LXIII
85
LXIV
87
LXV
88
LXVI
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LXVII
90
LXVIII
91
LXIX
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LXX
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IX
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X
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XI
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XII
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XIII
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XIV
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XV
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XVI
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XVII
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XVIII
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XIX
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XX
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XXI
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XXII
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XXIII
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XXIV
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XXV
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XXVI
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XXVII
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XXVIII
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XXIX
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XXX
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XXXI
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XXXII
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XXXIII
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XXXIV
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XXXV
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XXXVI
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XXXVII
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XXXVIII
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XXXIX
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XL
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XLI
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XLII
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XLIII
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XLIV
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XLV
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XLVI
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XLVII
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XLVIII
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XLIX
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L
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LI
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LII
72
LIII
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LIV
74
LV
75
LVI
76
LVII
78
LVIII
80
LIX
81
LX
82
LXI
84
LXXI
94
LXXII
95
LXXIII
96
LXXIV
98
LXXV
99
LXXVI
100
LXXVII
102
LXXVIII
103
LXXIX
104
LXXX
106
LXXXI
107
LXXXII
109
LXXXIII
110
LXXXIV
112
LXXXV
113
LXXXVI
114
LXXXVII
115
LXXXVIII
116
LXXXIX
117
XC
118
XCI
119
XCII
120
XCIII
121
XCIV
122
XCV
123
XCVI
124
XCVII
125
XCVIII
126
XCIX
127
C
128
CI
130
CII
132
CIII
133
CIV
134
CV
135
CVI
136
CVII
137
CVIII
138
CIX
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CX
141
CXI
142
CXII
143
CXIII
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CXIV
145
CXV
146
CXVI
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CXVII
CXVIII
CXIX
CXX
CXXI
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Page 138 - Because I could not stop for Death He kindly stopped for me The Carriage held but just Ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove - He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility We passed the School, where Children...
Page 119 - I died for Beauty — but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lain In an adjoining Room — He questioned softly "Why I failed"?
Page 13 - Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host Who took the Flag today Can tell the definition So clear of Victory As he defeated -dying— On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Burst agonized and clear!
Page 126 - I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet know I how the heather* looks, And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God, Nor visited in heaven; Yet certain am I of the spot As if the chart were given.
Page 34 - Landlords' turn the drunken Bee Out of the Foxglove's door When Butterflies - renounce their 'drams' I shall but drink the more! Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats And Saints - to windows run To see the little...
Page 130 - ... that She lived It was a Common Night Except the Dying -this to Us Made Nature different We noticed smallest things Things overlooked before By this great light upon our Minds Italicized - as 'twere.
Page 55 - A newer Sevres pleases Old Ones crack I could not die - with You For One must wait To shut the Other's Gaze down You - could not And I - Could I stand by And see You - freeze Without my Right of Frost Death's privilege? Nor could I rise - with You Because Your Face Would put out Jesus...
Page 113 - Sleep the meek members of the Resurrection — Rafter of satin, And Roof of stone.
Page 18 - If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
Page 35 - He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy days, And this bequest of wings Was but a book. What liberty A loosened spirit brings!

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