|
1
|
"Arcturus" is his other name
|
34
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
2
|
"Faith" is a fine invention
|
133
|
40%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
3
|
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
|
56
|
16%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
4
|
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
|
56
|
16%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
5
|
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
|
330
|
100%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
6
|
"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me
|
25
|
7%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
7
|
"I want"—it pleaded—All its life
|
48
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
8
|
"Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer
|
28
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
9
|
"Nature" is what we see
|
74
|
22%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
10
|
"Unto Me?" I do not know you
|
26
|
7%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
11
|
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
|
111
|
33%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
12
|
A Bird Came Down
|
74
|
22%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
13
|
A Book
|
66
|
20%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
14
|
A Burdock—clawed my Gown
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
15
|
A Charm invests a face
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
16
|
A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
17
|
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
|
14
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
18
|
A Coffin—is a Small Domain
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
19
|
A darting fear—a pomp—a tear
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
20
|
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
21
|
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
22
|
A door just opened on a street
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
23
|
A doubt if it be Us
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
24
|
A drop fell on the apple tree
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
25
|
A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
26
|
A feather from the Whippoorwill
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
27
|
A fuzzy fellow, without feet
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
28
|
A happy lip—breaks sudden
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
29
|
A House upon the Height
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
30
|
A light exists in spring
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
31
|
A little East of Jordan
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
32
|
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
33
|
A loss of something ever felt I
|
9
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
34
|
A Mien to move a Queen
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
35
|
A Murmur in the Trees—to note
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
36
|
A Planted Life—diversified
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
37
|
A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
38
|
A Prison gets to be a friend
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
39
|
A Route of Evanescence
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
40
|
A science—so the Savants say
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
41
|
A Secret told
|
17
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
42
|
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
43
|
A Shade upon the mind there passes
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
44
|
A shady friend for torrid days
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
45
|
A single Screw of Flesh
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
46
|
A slash of Blue
|
11
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
47
|
A Solemn thing within the Soul
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
48
|
A solemn thing—it was—I said
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
49
|
A something in a summer's Day
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
50
|
A South Wind—has a pathos
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
51
|
A still—Volcano—Life
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
52
|
A throe upon the features
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
53
|
A toad can die of light!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
54
|
A Tongue—to tell Him I am true!
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
55
|
A Visitor in Marl
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
56
|
A Wife—at daybreak I shall be
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
57
|
A Wounded Deer—leaps highest
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
58
|
Adrift! A little boat adrift!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
59
|
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
60
|
After a hundred years
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
61
|
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
62
|
After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341)
|
9
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
63
|
Ah, Moon—and Star!
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
64
|
Ah, Teneriffe!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
65
|
All but Death, can be Adjusted
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
66
|
All the letters I can write
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
67
|
Alone, I cannot be
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
68
|
Always Mine!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
69
|
Ambition cannot find him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
70
|
Ample make this bed.
|
18
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
71
|
An English Breeze
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
72
|
An everywhere of silver
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
73
|
An Hour is a Sea
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
74
|
And this of all my Hopes
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
75
|
Answer July
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
76
|
Apparently with no Surprise
|
19
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
77
|
As by the dead we love to sit
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
78
|
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
79
|
As Frost is best conceived
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
80
|
As if some little Arctic flower
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
81
|
As imperceptibly as Grief
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
82
|
As plan for Noon and plan for Night
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
83
|
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
84
|
At last, to be identified!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
85
|
At least—to pray—is left—is left
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
86
|
Banish Air from Air—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
87
|
Beauty—be not caused—It Is
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
88
|
Because I could not stop for Death (712)
|
12
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
89
|
Bee! I'm expecting you!
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
90
|
Before He comes we weigh the Time!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
91
|
Before the ice is in the pools
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
92
|
Before you thought of spring,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
93
|
Behind Me—dips Eternity
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
94
|
Besides the Autumn poets sing
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
95
|
Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
96
|
Bird
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
97
|
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
98
|
Bloom upon the Mountain—stated
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
99
|
Bound—a trouble
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
100
|
braind within its groove, The
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
101
|
Bring me the sunset in a cup
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
102
|
Chartless
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
103
|
Civilization—spurns—the Leopard!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
104
|
Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
105
|
Color—Caste—Denomination
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
106
|
Come Slowly
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
107
|
Come slowly—Eden!
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
108
|
Could live—did live
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
109
|
Crisis is a Hair
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
110
|
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
111
|
Death is a Dialogue between
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
112
|
Death is potential to that Man
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
113
|
Death Leaves Us homesick, Who Behind
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
114
|
Death sets a thing of signigicant
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
115
|
Defrauded I a Butterfly
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
116
|
Delayed till she had ceased to know
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
117
|
Delight becomes pictorial
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
118
|
Delight is as the flight
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
119
|
Denial—is the only fact
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
120
|
Departed to the judgment,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
121
|
Departed—to the Judgment
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
122
|
Deprived of other Banquet
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
123
|
Despair's advantage is achieved
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
124
|
Did Our Best Moment last
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
125
|
Did the Harebell loose her girdle
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
126
|
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
127
|
Do People moulder equally
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
128
|
Doom is the House without the Door
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
129
|
Dust is the only Secret
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
130
|
Dying (I heard a fly buzz when I died)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
131
|
Each Scar I'll keep for Him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
132
|
Empty my Heart, of Thee
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
133
|
Except to Heaven, she is nought
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
134
|
Faith
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
135
|
Faith—is the Pierless Bridge
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
136
|
Fame is a bee
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
137
|
First Robin
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
138
|
Flowers—Well—if anybody
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
139
|
For each ecstatic instant
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
140
|
For every Bird a Nest
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
141
|
Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
142
|
Frequently the wood are pink
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
143
|
From Blank to Blank
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
144
|
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
145
|
Give little Anguish
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
146
|
God permit industrious angels
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
147
|
Going to Heaven!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
148
|
Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him--
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
149
|
Good Morning—Midnight
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
150
|
Grief is a Mouse
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
151
|
Have any like Myself
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
152
|
Have you got a Brook in your little heart
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
153
|
He fumbles at your Soul
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
154
|
He outstripped Time with but a Bout
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
155
|
He strained my faith
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
156
|
Heart! We will forget him!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
157
|
Heart, We Will Forget Him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
158
|
Heaven
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
159
|
Her breast is fit for pearls
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
160
|
Her final summer was it,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
161
|
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
162
|
His Feet are shod with Gauze
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
163
|
Home
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
164
|
Hope is the thing with feathers
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
165
|
How far is it to Heaven?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
166
|
How happy is the little Stone
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
167
|
How many Flowers fail in Wood
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
168
|
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
169
|
I am alive—I guess
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
170
|
I Came to buy a smile—today
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
171
|
I can wade Grief
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
172
|
I cannot dance upon my Toes
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
173
|
I cried at Pity—not at Pain
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
174
|
I Died For Beauty
|
27
|
8%
|
0
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I died for beauty but was scarce
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176
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I dwell in Possibility
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177
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I fear a Man of frugal Speech
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I felt a cleaving in my mind
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179
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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280)
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4
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180
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I gave myself to Him
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2
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181
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I had a guinea golden
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182
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I had no time to Hate
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183
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I have never seen
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184
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I have never seen "Volcanoes"
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185
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I heard a fly buzz when I died;
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186
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I held a Jewel in my fingers
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187
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I keep my pledge
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188
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I know some lonely Houses off the Road
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189
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I like a look of Agony
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190
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I like to see it lap the miles,
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191
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I made slow Riches but my Gain
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192
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I meant to find Her when I came
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193
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I met a King this afternoon!
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194
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I never felt at Home—Below
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195
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I never lost as much but twice
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196
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I Never Saw a Moor
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7
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197
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I never told the buried gold
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198
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I prayed, at first, a little Girl
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199
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I rose—because He sank
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200
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I shall keep singing!
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201
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I should have been too glad, I see
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202
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I should not dare to leave my friend
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5
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203
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I showed her Heights she never saw
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204
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I started Early - Took my Dog
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205
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I stepped from plank to plank
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206
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I stole them from a Bee
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207
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I taste a liquor never brewed
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208
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I tend my flowers for thee
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209
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I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl
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210
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I was the slightest in the House
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211
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I went to heaven,--
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212
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I would not paint—a picture
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213
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I’ll tell you how the sun rose
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6
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214
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If anybody's friend be dead
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1
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215
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If I can stop one heart from breaking,
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3%
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216
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If I may have it, when it's dead
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217
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If I should die
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218
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If recollecting were forgetting
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219
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If you were coming in the fall,
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220
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I'll clutch—and clutch
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221
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I'll send the feather from my Hat!
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222
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I'm "wife"—I've finished that
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223
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I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs
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1
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224
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
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11
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3%
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225
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In Winter in my Room
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1
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226
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Is it true, dear Sue?
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227
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It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard --
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3
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228
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It feels a shame to be Alive
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1
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229
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It makes no difference abroad
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230
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It struck me every day
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3
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231
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It was not death, for I stood up,
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232
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It would never be Common—more—I said
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233
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It's all I have to bring today
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234
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It's such a little thing to weep
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2
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235
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Just lost, when I was saved!
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1
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236
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Knows how to forget!
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2
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237
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Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
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1
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238
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Love reckons by itself—alone
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239
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Love—thou art high
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0
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240
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Morning—is the place for Dew
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241
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Morning—means
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1
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0
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242
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Much Madness is divinest Sense
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1
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243
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Must be a Woe
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1
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0
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244
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My Faith is larger than the Hills
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0
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245
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My Garden—like the Beach
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2
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0
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246
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My life closed twice before its close;
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2
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0
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247
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My life had stood
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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248
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My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun
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9
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2%
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0
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0%
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249
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My River runs to thee
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3
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0
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250
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My Worthiness is all my Doubt
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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251
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Nature and God—I neither knew
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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252
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Nature the gentlest mother is
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1
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0
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0%
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253
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Nature, the gentlest mother,
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3
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0
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0%
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254
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Never for Society
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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255
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New feet within my garden go
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1
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0
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0%
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256
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No Man can compass a Despair
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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257
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No Notice gave She, but a Change
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
258
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No Prisoner be
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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259
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Not all die early, dying young
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1
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0
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0%
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260
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Of all the souls that stand create
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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261
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Of Being is a Bird
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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262
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On a Columnar Self
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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263
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One and One—are One
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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264
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One need not be a chamber to be haunted,
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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265
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One Sister have I in our house
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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266
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Our journey had advanced;
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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267
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Pain--has an Element of Blank--
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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268
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Papa above!
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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269
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Pigmy seraphs—gone astray
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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270
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Purple—is fashionable twice
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2
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0
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0%
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271
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Remorse—is Memory—awake
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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272
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Renunciation—is a piercing Virtue
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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273
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She dealt her pretty words like Blades
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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274
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She died—this was the way she died
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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275
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She rose to His Requirement - dropt
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
276
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Sic transit gloria mundi
|
5
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
277
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Sleep is supposed to be
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
278
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So from the mould
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
279
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Some Keep the Sabbath Going to Church
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
280
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'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament
|
22
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6%
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0
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0%
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281
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Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
282
|
Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
283
|
Success is Counted Sweetest
|
28
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
284
|
Such is the Force of Happiness
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
285
|
Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
286
|
Tell All The Truth
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
287
|
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
288
|
That I did always love
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
289
|
The Battle fought between the Soul
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
290
|
The Bee is not afraid of me
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
291
|
The Bible is an antique Volume
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
292
|
The Brain—is wider than the Sky
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
293
|
The Brain, within its Groove
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
294
|
The Brain—is wider than the Sky
|
26
|
7%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
295
|
The bustle in a house
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
296
|
The bustle in a house
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
297
|
The Chariot
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
298
|
The Color of the Grave is Green
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
299
|
The cricket sang,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
300
|
The difference between Despair
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
301
|
The Doomed—regard the Sunrise
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
302
|
The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
303
|
The dying need but little, dear,--
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
304
|
The last Night that She lived
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
305
|
The Loneliness One dare not sound
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
306
|
The Luxury to apprehend
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
307
|
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
308
|
The morns are meeker than they were
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
309
|
The Mountains—grow unnoticed
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
310
|
The name—of it—is "Autumn"
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
311
|
The Rose did caper on her cheek
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
312
|
The Soul Selects Her Own Society
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
313
|
The Soul unto itself (683)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
314
|
The Spider holds a Silver Ball
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
315
|
The Sun—just touched the Morning
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
316
|
The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
317
|
The Truth—is stirless
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
318
|
The Whole of it came not at once
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
319
|
The Wind begun to knead the Grass
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
320
|
The wind begun to rock the grass
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
321
|
The Woodpecker
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
322
|
There is a flower that Bees prefer
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
323
|
There is a pain—so utter
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
324
|
There is a word
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
325
|
There is another sky
|
14
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
326
|
There is no frigate like a book
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
327
|
There's a certain Slant of light (258)
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
328
|
They dropped like flakes
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
329
|
They Shut Me Up in Prose
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
330
|
This Dust, and its Feature
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
331
|
This is my letter to the world,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
332
|
This Merit hath the worst
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
333
|
This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
334
|
This World is not Conclusion
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
335
|
Through the strait pass of suffering
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
336
|
Tie the strings to my life, my Lord,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
337
|
'Tis Opposites—entice
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
338
|
'Tis true—They shut me in the Cold
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
339
|
To fight aloud, is very brave
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
340
|
To make a prairie (1755)
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
341
|
To offer brave assistance
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
342
|
To venerate the simple days
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
343
|
To wait an Hour—is long
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
344
|
Too little way the House must lie
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
345
|
Train
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
346
|
Trust in the Unexpected
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
347
|
Two Travellers perishing in Snow
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
348
|
Unable are the Loved to die
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
349
|
Uncertain lease—develops lustre
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
350
|
Victory comes late
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
351
|
Wait till the Majesty of Death
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
352
|
Water, is taught by thirst
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
353
|
We do not play on Graves
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
354
|
We dream—it is good we are dreaming
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
355
|
We Grow Accustomed to the Dark
|
12
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
356
|
We learned the Whole of Love
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
357
|
What shall I do—it whimpers so
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
358
|
What Soft—Cherubic Creatures
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
359
|
When Diamonds are a Legend
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
360
|
When I count the seeds
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
361
|
When I hoped, I recollect
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
362
|
Where Thou art—that—is Home
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
363
|
While Asters—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
364
|
Who occupies this House?
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
365
|
Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven?
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
366
|
Wild Nights—Wild Nights!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
367
|
Will there really be a "Morning"?
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
368
|
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
369
|
Within my reach!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
370
|
You cannot put a Fire out
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
371
|
You know that Portrait in the Moon
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
372
|
You left me—Sire—two Legacies
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
373
|
You love me—you are sure
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
374
|
You love the Lord—you cannot see
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
375
|
You said that I
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
376
|
You taught me Waiting with Myself
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
377
|
You'll know Her—by Her Foot
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
378
|
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
