|
1
|
"Arcturus" is his other name
|
39
|
13%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
2
|
"Faith" is a fine invention
|
95
|
33%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
3
|
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
|
71
|
25%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
4
|
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
|
57
|
20%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
5
|
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
|
284
|
100%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
6
|
"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me
|
18
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
7
|
"I want"—it pleaded—All its life
|
13
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
8
|
"Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer
|
9
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
9
|
"Nature" is what we see
|
21
|
7%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
10
|
"Unto Me?" I do not know you
|
12
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
11
|
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
|
51
|
17%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
12
|
A Bird Came Down
|
19
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
13
|
A Book
|
24
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
14
|
A Burdock—clawed my Gown
|
9
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
15
|
A Charm invests a face
|
11
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
16
|
A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
|
17
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
17
|
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
18
|
A Coffin—is a Small Domain
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
19
|
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
20
|
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
21
|
A door just opened on a street
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
22
|
A doubt if it be Us
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
23
|
A drop fell on the apple tree
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
24
|
A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
25
|
A first Mute Coming
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
26
|
A happy lip—breaks sudden
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
27
|
A House upon the Height
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
28
|
A Lady red—amid the Hill
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
29
|
A little bread—a crust—a crumb
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
30
|
A little East of Jordan
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
31
|
A little road not made man
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
32
|
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
33
|
A loss of something ever felt I
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
34
|
A Man may make a Remark
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
35
|
A Mien to move a Queen
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
36
|
A Murmur in the Trees—to note
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
37
|
A narrow fellow in the grass
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
38
|
A nearness to Tremendousness
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
39
|
A Night—there lay the Days between
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
40
|
A Planted Life—diversified
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
41
|
A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
42
|
A Route of Evanescence
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
43
|
A science—so the Savants say
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
44
|
A Secret told
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
45
|
A slash of Blue
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
46
|
A solemn thing—it was—I said
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
47
|
A toad can die of light!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
48
|
A Tongue—to tell Him I am true!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
49
|
A Tooth upon Our Peace
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
50
|
Adrift! A little boat adrift!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
51
|
After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
52
|
Ah, Moon—and Star!
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
53
|
All forgot for recollecting
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
54
|
All I may, if small
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
55
|
All overgrown by cunning moss
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
56
|
Alone, I cannot be
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
57
|
Although I put away his life
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
58
|
Always Mine!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
59
|
Ambition cannot find him
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
60
|
Ample make this bed.
|
32
|
11%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
61
|
An altered look about the hills
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
62
|
An everywhere of silver
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
63
|
An Hour is a Sea
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
64
|
Answer July
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
65
|
Apology for Her
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
66
|
Apparently with no Surprise
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
67
|
As if I asked a common Alms
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
68
|
As if some little Arctic flower
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
69
|
As if the Sea should part
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
70
|
As imperceptibly as Grief
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
71
|
As plan for Noon and plan for Night
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
72
|
As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
73
|
Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
74
|
Be Mine the Doom—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
75
|
Beauty—be not caused—It Is
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
76
|
Because I could not stop for Death (712)
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
77
|
Behind Me—dips Eternity
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
78
|
Bereavement in their death to feel
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
79
|
Besides the Autumn poets sing
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
80
|
Besides this May
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
81
|
Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
82
|
Best Things dwell out of Sight
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
83
|
Better—than Music! For I—who heard it
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
84
|
Between My Country—and the Others
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
85
|
Bird
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
86
|
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
87
|
Bless God, he went as soldiers
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
88
|
Bloom upon the Mountain—stated
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
89
|
Bound—a trouble
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
90
|
braind within its groove, The
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
91
|
Bring me the sunset in a cup
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
92
|
But little Carmine hath her face
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
93
|
By a flower—By a letter
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
94
|
By Chivalries as tiny
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
95
|
By my Window have I for Scenery
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
96
|
By such and such an offering
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
97
|
By The Sea
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
98
|
Chartless
|
9
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
99
|
Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
100
|
Come Slowly
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
101
|
Crisis is a Hair
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
102
|
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
103
|
Departed—to the Judgment
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
104
|
Did we disobey Him?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
105
|
Don't put up my Thread and Needle
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
106
|
Elysium is as far as to
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
107
|
Exultation is the going
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
108
|
Faith—is the Pierless Bridge
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
109
|
Fame is a bee
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
110
|
Fame is a fickle food (1659)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
111
|
For every Bird a Nest
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
112
|
Good Morning—Midnight
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
113
|
Grief is a Mouse
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
114
|
He fumbles at your Soul
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
115
|
He told a homely tale
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
116
|
Heaven has different Signs—to me
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
117
|
Her final summer was it,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
118
|
Home
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
119
|
Hope is the thing with feathers
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
120
|
Houses—so the Wise Men tell me—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
121
|
I could not drink it, Sweet
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
122
|
I could suffice for Him, I knew
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
123
|
I Died For Beauty
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
124
|
I have never seen "Volcanoes"
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
125
|
I heard a fly buzz when I died;
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
126
|
I know lives, I could miss
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
127
|
I like a look of Agony
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
128
|
I like to see it lap the miles,
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
129
|
I lost a World - the other day!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
130
|
I many times thought Peace had come
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
131
|
I meant to have but modest needs
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
132
|
I measure every Grief I meet (561)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
133
|
I never hear the word 'escape'
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
134
|
I Never Saw a Moor
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
135
|
I reason, Earth is short
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
136
|
I shall know why—when Time is over
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
137
|
I should have been too glad, I see
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
138
|
I should not dare to leave my friend
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
139
|
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
140
|
If I should die
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
141
|
If recollecting were forgetting
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
142
|
If you were coming in the fall,
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
143
|
I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
144
|
I'm nobody! Who are you?
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
145
|
I'm sorry for the Dead—Today
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
146
|
It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
147
|
It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard --
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
148
|
It's all I have to bring today
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
149
|
Just lost, when I was saved!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
150
|
Let Us play Yesterday
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
151
|
Love reckons by itself—alone
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
152
|
Love—thou art high
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
153
|
Musicians wrestle everywhere
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
154
|
My best Acquaintances are those
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
155
|
My Eye is fuller than my vase
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
156
|
My life closed twice before its close;
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
157
|
My period had come for Prayer
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
158
|
My Worthiness is all my Doubt
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
159
|
Myself was formed—a Carpenter
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
160
|
Nature is what we see—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
161
|
Never for Society
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
162
|
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
163
|
Of Being is a Bird
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
164
|
Of Tribulation, these are They
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
165
|
On this long storm the Rainbow rose
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
166
|
One need not be a chamber to be haunted,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
167
|
One Sister have I in our house
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
168
|
Our Lives Are Swiss
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
169
|
Ourselves were wed one summer—dear
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
170
|
Over the fence
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
171
|
Pain--has an Element of Blank--
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
172
|
Portraits are to daily faces
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
173
|
Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
174
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Put up my lute!
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Remorse
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Removed from Accident of Loss
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Sexton! My Master's sleeping here
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Sic transit gloria mundi
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Snow flakes
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So bashful when I spied her!
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Some Keep the Sabbath Going to Church
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Some—Work for Immortality
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'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament
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Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music
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Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning
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Success is Counted Sweetest
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Summer for thee, grant I may be
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188
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Summer Shower
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189
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Sweet—safe—Houses
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190
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Tell All The Truth
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191
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Tell all the Truth but tell it slant
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192
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That after Horror—that 'twas us
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193
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That I did always love
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194
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The Bible is an antique Volume
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195
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The Birds begun at Four o'clock
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196
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The Black Berry—wears a Thorn in his side
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197
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The braind within its groove
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198
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The Brain—is wider than the Sky
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199
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The bustle in a house
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200
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The bustle in a house
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201
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The Chariot
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202
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The cricket sang,
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203
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The dying need but little, dear,--
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204
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The feet of people walking home
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205
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The Gentian weaves her fringes
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206
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The heart asks pleasure first
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207
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The last Night that She lived
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208
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The Loneliness One dare not sound
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209
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The Moon is distant from the Sea
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210
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The Robin's my Criterion for Tune
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211
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The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
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212
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The Soul Selects Her Own Society
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3
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1%
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213
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The Sunset stopped on Cottages
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2
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214
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The Test of Love—is Death
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215
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The thought beneath so slight a film
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2
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216
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The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung
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217
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There is a flower that Bees prefer
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218
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There is a pain—so utter
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219
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There is another sky
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12
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220
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There is no frigate like a book
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There's a certain Slant of light (258)
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222
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There's something quieter than sleep
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223
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They called me to the Window, for
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224
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'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said
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9
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3%
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225
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They Shut Me Up in Prose
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226
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This Consciousness that is aware
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3
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1%
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227
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This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies
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228
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This that would greet—an hour ago
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229
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This World is not Conclusion
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230
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Through the strait pass of suffering
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1
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0
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0%
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231
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'Tis good—the looking back on Grief
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4
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1%
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0
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232
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'Tis little I—could care for Pearls
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2
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0
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233
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'Tis true—They shut me in the Cold
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234
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To love thee Year by Year
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1
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0
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235
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To make a prairie (1755)
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3
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1%
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236
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To venerate the simple days
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1
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0
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237
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Unable are the Loved to die
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4
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1%
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238
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Unto my Books—so good to turn
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1
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0
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239
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Victory comes late
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240
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Water, is taught by thirst
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241
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We Grow Accustomed to the Dark
|
3
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1%
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0
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242
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We like march, his shoes are purple,
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3
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1%
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0
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243
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What Inn is this
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1
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0
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244
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When Bells stop ringing—Church—begins
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0
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245
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When Diamonds are a Legend
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3
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1%
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0
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246
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When I have seen the Sun emerge
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0
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247
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When One has given up One's life
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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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Where I have lost, I softer tread
|
3
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1%
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0
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0%
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249
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Where Thou art—that—is Home
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1
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0
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0%
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250
|
Who Giants know, with lesser Men
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2
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0
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0%
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251
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Who occupies this House?
|
3
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1%
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0
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252
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Will there really be a "Morning"?
|
7
|
2%
|
0
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253
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Within my Garden, rides a Bird
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3
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1%
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0
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254
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Without this—there is nought
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2
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0
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255
|
Would you like summer? Taste of ours
|
1
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0
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256
|
You cannot put a Fire out
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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257
|
You know that Portrait in the Moon
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
258
|
You left me—Sire—two Legacies
|
2
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
259
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You're right—
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