|
1
|
"Arcturus" is his other name
|
38
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
2
|
"Faith" is a fine invention
|
110
|
40%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
3
|
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
|
63
|
23%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
4
|
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
|
63
|
23%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
5
|
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
|
270
|
100%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
6
|
"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me
|
21
|
7%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
7
|
"I want"—it pleaded—All its life
|
44
|
16%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
8
|
"Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer
|
26
|
9%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
9
|
"Nature" is what we see
|
71
|
26%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
10
|
"Unto Me?" I do not know you
|
26
|
9%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
11
|
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
|
138
|
51%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
12
|
A Bird Came Down
|
71
|
26%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
13
|
A Book
|
67
|
24%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
14
|
A Burdock—clawed my Gown
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
15
|
A Charm invests a face
|
23
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
16
|
A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
|
12
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
17
|
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
|
14
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
18
|
A Coffin—is a Small Domain
|
9
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
19
|
A darting fear—a pomp—a tear
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
20
|
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
21
|
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
22
|
A door just opened on a street
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
23
|
A doubt if it be Us
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
24
|
A drop fell on the apple tree
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
25
|
A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
26
|
A feather from the Whippoorwill
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
27
|
A first Mute Coming
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
28
|
A happy lip—breaks sudden
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
29
|
A House upon the Height
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
30
|
A Lady red—amid the Hill
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
31
|
A light exists in spring
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
32
|
A little bread—a crust—a crumb
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
33
|
A little East of Jordan
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
34
|
A little road not made man
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
35
|
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
36
|
A loss of something ever felt I
|
12
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
37
|
A Mien to move a Queen
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
38
|
A Moth the hue of this
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
39
|
A Murmur in the Trees—to note
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
40
|
A narrow fellow in the grass
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
41
|
A nearness to Tremendousness
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
42
|
A Night—there lay the Days between
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
43
|
A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
44
|
A precious—mouldering pleasure
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
45
|
A Prison gets to be a friend
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
46
|
A Route of Evanescence
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
47
|
A science—so the Savants say
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
48
|
A Secret told
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
49
|
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
50
|
A Shade upon the mind there passes
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
51
|
A shady friend for torrid days
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
52
|
A single Screw of Flesh
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
53
|
A slash of Blue
|
12
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
54
|
A something in a summer's Day
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
55
|
A still—Volcano—Life
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
56
|
A thought went up my mind to-day
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
57
|
A throe upon the features
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
58
|
A toad can die of light!
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
59
|
A Tongue—to tell Him I am true!
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
60
|
A Tooth upon Our Peace
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
61
|
A transport one cannot contain
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
62
|
A Visitor in Marl
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
63
|
A Weight with Needles on the pounds
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
64
|
A Wife—at daybreak I shall be
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
65
|
A Wounded Deer—leaps highest
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
66
|
Abraham to Kill Him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
67
|
Absence disembodies—so does Death
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
68
|
Absent Place—an April Day
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
69
|
Adrift! A little boat adrift!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
70
|
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
71
|
After a hundred years
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
72
|
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
73
|
After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
74
|
Again—his voice is at the door
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
75
|
Ah, Moon—and Star!
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
76
|
Ah, Teneriffe!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
77
|
All but Death, can be Adjusted
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
78
|
All Circumstances are the Frame
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
79
|
All forgot for recollecting
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
80
|
All I may, if small
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
81
|
All overgrown by cunning moss
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
82
|
All the letters I can write
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
83
|
All these my banners be
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
84
|
Alone, I cannot be
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
85
|
Always Mine!
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
86
|
Ample make this bed.
|
17
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
87
|
An altered look about the hills
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
88
|
An everywhere of silver
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
89
|
An Hour is a Sea
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
90
|
An ignorance a Sunset
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
91
|
And this of all my Hopes
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
92
|
Answer July
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
93
|
Apology for Her
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
94
|
Apparently with no Surprise
|
36
|
13%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
95
|
Arcturus
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
96
|
As by the dead we love to sit
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
97
|
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
98
|
As Frost is best conceived
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
99
|
As imperceptibly as Grief
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
100
|
As Watchers hang upon the East
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
101
|
Autumn—overlooked my Knitting
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
102
|
Away from Home are some and I—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
103
|
Banish Air from Air—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
104
|
Be Mine the Doom—
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
105
|
Because I could not stop for Death (712)
|
22
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
106
|
Bee! I'm expecting you!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
107
|
Before the ice is in the pools
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
108
|
Behind Me—dips Eternity
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
109
|
Bereavement in their death to feel
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
110
|
Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
111
|
Better—than Music! For I—who heard it
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
112
|
Between My Country—and the Others
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
113
|
Bird
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
114
|
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
115
|
Bless God, he went as soldiers
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
116
|
Bloom upon the Mountain—stated
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
117
|
Bound—a trouble
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
118
|
Bring me the sunset in a cup
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
119
|
By a flower—By a letter
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
120
|
By The Sea
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
121
|
Chartless
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
122
|
Civilization—spurns—the Leopard!
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
123
|
Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
124
|
Come Slowly
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
125
|
Could I but ride indefinite
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
126
|
Could live—did live
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
127
|
Could—I do more—for Thee
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
128
|
Crisis is a Hair
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
129
|
Crumbling is not an instant's Act
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
130
|
Death is a Dialogue between
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
131
|
Death is potential to that Man
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
132
|
Death Leaves Us homesick, Who Behind
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
133
|
Defrauded I a Butterfly
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
134
|
Denial—is the only fact
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
135
|
Departed to the judgment,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
136
|
Despair's advantage is achieved
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
137
|
Doom is the House without the Door
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
138
|
Dying! Dying in the night!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
139
|
Each Scar I'll keep for Him
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
140
|
Each Second is the last
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
141
|
Empty my Heart, of Thee
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
142
|
Endow the Living—with the Tears
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
143
|
Except the Heaven had come so near
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
144
|
Exultation is the going
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
145
|
Faith
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
146
|
Faith—is the Pierless Bridge
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
147
|
Fame is a bee
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
148
|
Fame is a fickle food (1659)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
149
|
Fame is the tine that Scholars leave
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
150
|
Fame of Myself, to justify
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
151
|
Finding is the first Act
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
152
|
Finite—to fail, but infinite to Venture
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
153
|
First Robin
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
154
|
For each ecstatic instant
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
155
|
For every Bird a Nest
|
13
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
156
|
For largest Woman's Hearth I knew
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
157
|
Forever at His side to walk
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
158
|
Forever—it composed of Nows
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
159
|
Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
160
|
Funny—to be a Century
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
161
|
God is a distant—stately Lover
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
162
|
Going to Heaven!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
163
|
Gratitude—is not the mention
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
164
|
Grief is a Mouse
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
165
|
Have you got a Brook in your little heart
|
16
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
166
|
He fumbles at your Soul
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
167
|
Heart! We will forget him!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
168
|
Heaven
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
169
|
Heaven has different Signs—to me
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
170
|
Heaven is so far of the Mind
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
171
|
Her—
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
172
|
Her breast is fit for pearls
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
173
|
Her final summer was it,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
174
|
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
|
1
|
0%
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175
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Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night
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176
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Her—"last Poems"
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177
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Home
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178
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Hope is the thing with feathers
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179
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How happy is the little Stone
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180
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I am alive—I guess
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181
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I cannot live with You (No. 640)
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182
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I cried at Pity—not at Pain
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183
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I Died For Beauty
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12
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184
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I dwell in Possibility
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185
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I felt my life with both my hands
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186
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I found the phrase to every thought
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187
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I gave myself to Him
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188
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I had no time to hate, because
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189
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I had the Glory—that will do
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190
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I haven't told my garden yet
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191
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I heard a fly buzz when I died;
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192
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I hide myself within my flower
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193
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I know that He exists
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194
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I like a look of Agony
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195
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I like to see it lap the miles,
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196
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I lost a World - the other day!
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4
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197
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I many times thought Peace had come
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4
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198
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I never hear the word 'escape'
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199
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I never lost as much but twice
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3
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200
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I Never Saw a Moor
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5
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201
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I reckon—when I count it all
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202
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I send Two Sunsets
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203
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I shall keep singing!
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204
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I shall know why—when Time is over
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205
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I should have been too glad, I see
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206
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I should not dare to leave my friend
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3
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207
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I showed her Heights she never saw
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208
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I sing to use the Waiting
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209
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I sometimes drop it, for a Quick
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210
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I started Early - Took my Dog
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211
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I stepped from plank to plank
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212
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I stole them from a Bee
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213
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I taste a liquor never brewed
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2
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214
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I tend my flowers for thee
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2
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215
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I think I was enchanted
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2
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216
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I went to heaven,--
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1
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217
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I would not paint—a picture
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218
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I years had been from home,
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219
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If I can stop one heart from breaking,
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12
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220
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If I could bribe them by a Rose
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221
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If I should die
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2
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222
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If I shouldn't be alive
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9
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3%
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223
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If recollecting were forgetting
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224
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I'll send the feather from my Hat!
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225
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I'm
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226
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I'm "wife"—I've finished that
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11
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4%
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227
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I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs
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1
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228
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
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8
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2%
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229
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I'm saying every day
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230
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Inconceivably solemn!
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231
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It feels a shame to be Alive
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4
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232
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It knew no Medicine
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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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I've known a Heaven, like a Tent
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235
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Life—is what we make of it
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236
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Life—is what we make of it
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237
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Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
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238
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Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
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239
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Love—is that later Thing than Death
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240
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Make me a picture of the sun
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241
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Many a phrase has the English language
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242
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Me from Myself—to banish
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3
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1%
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243
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Much Madness is divinest Sense
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4
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1%
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244
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My life closed twice
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1
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245
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My life closed twice before its close;
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1
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246
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My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun
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3
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1%
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247
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My nosegays are for captives;
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1
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248
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My period had come for Prayer
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1
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0
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249
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My Reward for Being, was This
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3
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1%
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0
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250
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My River runs to thee
|
3
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1%
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0
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251
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My wheel is in the dark
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1
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0%
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0
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252
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My Worthiness is all my Doubt
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1
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0
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253
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Nature and God—I neither knew
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1%
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254
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Nature rarer uses yellow
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2
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255
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Nature the gentlest mother is
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2
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0
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256
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Nature, the gentlest mother,
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1
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0
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0%
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257
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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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258
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No Crowd that has occurred
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1
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0
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259
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No Man can compass a Despair
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1
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0
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260
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Not all die early, dying young
|
1
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0%
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0
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261
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Not in this world to see his face
|
1
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0
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0%
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|
262
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Of all the souls that stand create
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3
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1%
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0
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0%
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263
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Of all the Sounds despatched abroad
|
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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Of Being is a Bird
|
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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Of Bronze—and Blaze
|
2
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0%
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0
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266
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Of Brussels—it was not
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1
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0
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267
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Of Consciousness, her awful Mate
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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268
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Of Course—I prayed
|
4
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1%
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0
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269
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Of nearness to her sundered Things
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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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Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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271
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Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause?
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
272
|
Of Tribulation, these are They
|
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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On a Columnar Self
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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274
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On such a night, or such a night
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3
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
275
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On that dear Frame the Years had worn
|
3
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
276
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On this long storm the Rainbow rose
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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277
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On this wondrous sea
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
278
|
Once more, my now bewildered Dove
|
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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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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|
280
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One Anguish—in a Crowd
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
281
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One Blessing had I than the rest
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
282
|
One Sister have I in our house
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
283
|
One Year ago—jots what?
|
3
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
284
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Only God—detect the Sorrow
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
285
|
Over the fence
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
286
|
Papa above!
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
287
|
Precious to Me—She still shall be
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
288
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Safe in their alabaster chambers,
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
289
|
She lay as if at play
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
290
|
She rose to His Requirement
|
5
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
291
|
She sweeps with many-colored brooms,
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
292
|
She's happy, with a new Content
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
293
|
Sic transit gloria mundi
|
5
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1%
|
0
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0%
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|
294
|
Size circumscribes—it has no room
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
295
|
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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|
296
|
So glad we are—a Stranger'd deem
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
297
|
Some Keep the Sabbath Going to Church
|
7
|
2%
|
0
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0%
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|
298
|
Some things that fly there be
|
4
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1%
|
0
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0%
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|
299
|
Some, too fragile for winter winds
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
300
|
South Winds jostle them
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
301
|
'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament
|
29
|
10%
|
0
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0%
|
|
302
|
Success is Counted Sweetest
|
24
|
8%
|
0
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0%
|
|
303
|
Such is the Force of Happiness
|
4
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
304
|
Summer Shower
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
305
|
Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
306
|
Tell All The Truth
|
4
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1%
|
0
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0%
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|
307
|
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant
|
11
|
4%
|
0
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0%
|
|
308
|
That I did always love
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
309
|
The Bee is not afraid of me
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
310
|
The Bible is an antique Volume
|
4
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
311
|
The Brain—is wider than the Sky
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
312
|
The Brain—is wider than the Sky
|
15
|
5%
|
0
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0%
|
|
313
|
The bustle in a house
|
7
|
2%
|
0
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0%
|
|
314
|
The cricket sang,
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
315
|
The Daisy follows soft the Sun
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
316
|
The Day undressed—Herself
|
3
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
317
|
The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
318
|
The first Day's Night had come
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
319
|
The Himmaleh was known to stoop
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
320
|
The Judge is like the Owl
|
3
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
321
|
The last Night that She lived
|
5
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
322
|
The Leaves like Women interchange
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
323
|
The Loneliness One dare not sound
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
324
|
The Martyr Poets—did not tell
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
325
|
The Missing All—prevented Me
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
326
|
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
327
|
The nearest dream recedes, unrealized.
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
328
|
The One who could repeat the Summer day
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
329
|
The only ghost I ever saw
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
330
|
The power to be true to You
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
331
|
The rainbow never tells me
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
332
|
The Soul has Bandaged moments
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
333
|
The Soul Selects Her Own Society
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
334
|
The Soul that hath a Guest
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
335
|
The Soul's distinct connection
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
336
|
The Spider holds a Silver Ball
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
337
|
The Sun and Moon must make their haste
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
338
|
The Sun kept setting—setting—still
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
339
|
The Sunset stopped on Cottages
|
3
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
340
|
The Test of Love—is Death
|
4
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
341
|
The thought beneath so slight a film
|
4
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
342
|
The World—feels Dusty
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
343
|
The World—stands—solemner—to me
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
344
|
There is a flower that Bees prefer
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
345
|
There is a Languor of the Life
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
346
|
There is a morn by men unseen
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
347
|
There is a pain—so utter
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
348
|
There is a Shame of Nobleness
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
349
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There is another sky
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12
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4%
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0
|
0%
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|
350
|
There is no frigate like a book
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3
|
1%
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0
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0%
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|
351
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There's a certain Slant of light (258)
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2
|
0%
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0
|
0%
|
|
352
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There's been a death in the opposite house
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
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|
353
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'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said
|
28
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
354
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They say that 'time assuages,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
355
|
They Shut Me Up in Prose
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
356
|
This is my letter to the world,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
357
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This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
358
|
This World is not Conclusion
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
359
|
Tho' my destiny be Fustian
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
360
|
Those who have been in the Grave the longest
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
361
|
Three times—we parted—Breath—and I
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
362
|
Tie the strings to my life, my Lord,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
363
|
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
364
|
To fill a Gap
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
365
|
To hang our head—ostensibly
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
366
|
To hear an Oriole sing
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
367
|
To love thee Year by Year
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
368
|
To make a prairie (1755)
|
9
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
369
|
To wait an Hour—is long
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
370
|
Truth—is as old as God
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
371
|
'Twas Love—not me
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
372
|
'Twould ease—a Butterfly
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
373
|
Two—were immortal twice
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
374
|
Unable are the Loved to die
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
375
|
Water, is taught by thirst
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
376
|
We Grow Accustomed to the Dark
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
377
|
What did They do since I saw Them?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
378
|
When I was small, a Woman died
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
379
|
When Night is almost done
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
380
|
Where Ships of Purple—gently toss
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
381
|
Whether my bark went down at sea
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
382
|
Who never lost, are unprepared
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
383
|
Who occupies this House?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
384
|
Why do I love You, Sir?
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
385
|
Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
386
|
Wild Nights—Wild Nights!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
387
|
Will there really be a "Morning"?
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
388
|
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
389
|
Without this—there is nought
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
390
|
Wolfe demanded during dying
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
391
|
Woodpecker, The
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
392
|
Would you like summer? Taste of ours
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
393
|
You cannot put a Fire out
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
394
|
You taught me Waiting with Myself
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
