|
1
|
"Arcturus" is his other name
|
49
|
16%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
2
|
"Faith" is a fine invention
|
137
|
47%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
3
|
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
|
72
|
24%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
4
|
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
|
74
|
25%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
5
|
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
|
289
|
100%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
6
|
"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me
|
26
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
7
|
"I want"—it pleaded—All its life
|
36
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
8
|
"Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer
|
28
|
9%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
9
|
"Nature" is what we see
|
97
|
33%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
10
|
"Unto Me?" I do not know you
|
46
|
15%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
11
|
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
|
139
|
48%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
12
|
A Bird Came Down
|
82
|
28%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
13
|
A Book
|
68
|
23%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
14
|
A Burdock—clawed my Gown
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
15
|
A Charm invests a face
|
12
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
16
|
A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
17
|
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
|
20
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
18
|
A Coffin—is a Small Domain
|
12
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
19
|
A darting fear—a pomp—a tear
|
9
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
20
|
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
21
|
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
22
|
A door just opened on a street
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
23
|
A doubt if it be Us
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
24
|
A drop fell on the apple tree
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
25
|
A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
26
|
A feather from the Whippoorwill
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
27
|
A first Mute Coming
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
28
|
A fuzzy fellow, without feet
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
29
|
A happy lip—breaks sudden
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
30
|
A House upon the Height
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
31
|
A Lady red—amid the Hill
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
32
|
A light exists in spring
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
33
|
A little bread—a crust—a crumb
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
34
|
A little East of Jordan
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
35
|
A little road not made man
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
36
|
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
37
|
A loss of something ever felt I
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
38
|
A Man may make a Remark
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
39
|
A Mien to move a Queen
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
40
|
A Moth the hue of this
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
41
|
A Murmur in the Trees—to note
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
42
|
A narrow fellow in the grass
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
43
|
A nearness to Tremendousness
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
44
|
A Night—there lay the Days between
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
45
|
A precious—mouldering pleasure
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
46
|
A Prison gets to be a friend
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
47
|
A Route of Evanescence
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
48
|
A Secret told
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
49
|
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
50
|
A Shade upon the mind there passes
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
51
|
A slash of Blue
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
52
|
A Solemn thing within the Soul
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
53
|
A solemn thing—it was—I said
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
54
|
A something in a summer's Day
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
55
|
A South Wind—has a pathos
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
56
|
A still—Volcano—Life
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
57
|
A toad can die of light!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
58
|
A transport one cannot contain
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
59
|
A Wife—at daybreak I shall be
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
60
|
A Wounded Deer—leaps highest
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
61
|
Abraham to Kill Him
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
62
|
Absent Place—an April Day
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
63
|
Adrift! A little boat adrift!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
64
|
After a hundred years
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
65
|
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
66
|
After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341)
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
67
|
Again—his voice is at the door
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
68
|
Ah, Moon—and Star!
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
69
|
All but Death, can be Adjusted
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
70
|
All Circumstances are the Frame
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
71
|
All overgrown by cunning moss
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
72
|
Always Mine!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
73
|
Ample make this bed.
|
22
|
7%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
74
|
An altered look about the hills
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
75
|
An awful Tempest mashed the air
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
76
|
An everywhere of silver
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
77
|
An Hour is a Sea
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
78
|
An ignorance a Sunset
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
79
|
And this of all my Hopes
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
80
|
Angels, in the early morning
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
81
|
Apology for Her
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
82
|
Apparently with no Surprise
|
31
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
83
|
As if the Sea should part
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
84
|
As imperceptibly as Grief
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
85
|
As One does Sickness over
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
86
|
As plan for Noon and plan for Night
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
87
|
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
88
|
As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
89
|
At last, to be identified!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
90
|
At least—to pray—is left—is left
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
91
|
Beauty—be not caused—It Is
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
92
|
Because I could not stop for Death (712)
|
16
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
93
|
Beclouded
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
94
|
Bee! I'm expecting you!
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
95
|
Before He comes we weigh the Time!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
96
|
Before I got my eye put out
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
97
|
Before you thought of spring,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
98
|
Behind Me—dips Eternity
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
99
|
Bereavement in their death to feel
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
100
|
Bird
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
101
|
Bless God, he went as soldiers
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
102
|
Bring me the sunset in a cup
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
103
|
By a flower—By a letter
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
104
|
By Chivalries as tiny
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
105
|
By The Sea
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
106
|
Chartless
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
107
|
Come Slowly
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
108
|
Crisis is a Hair
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
109
|
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
110
|
Death is a Dialogue between
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
111
|
Death Leaves Us homesick, Who Behind
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
112
|
Death sets a thing of signigicant
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
113
|
Delight is as the flight
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
114
|
Departed to the judgment,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
115
|
Did we disobey Him?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
116
|
Don't put up my Thread and Needle
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
117
|
Doubt Me! My Dim Companion!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
118
|
Dropped into the Ether Acre
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
119
|
Dust is the only Secret
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
120
|
Dying (I heard a fly buzz when I died)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
121
|
Dying! Dying in the night!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
122
|
Each Scar I'll keep for Him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
123
|
Each Second is the last
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
124
|
Except the Heaven had come so near
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
125
|
Exhilaration—is within
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
126
|
Faith
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
127
|
Faith—is the Pierless Bridge
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
128
|
Fame is a bee
|
14
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
129
|
Finite—to fail, but infinite to Venture
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
130
|
For every Bird a Nest
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
131
|
Forever at His side to walk
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
132
|
Forever—it composed of Nows
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
133
|
From Blank to Blank
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
134
|
Further in Summer than the Birds
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
135
|
God permit industrious angels
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
136
|
Going to Heaven!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
137
|
Good Morning—Midnight
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
138
|
Grief is a Mouse
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
139
|
He fought like those Who've nought to lose
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
140
|
He fumbles at your Soul
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
141
|
Heart! We will forget him!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
142
|
Heaven
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
143
|
Heaven is what I cannot reach!
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
144
|
Her—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
145
|
Her final summer was it,
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
146
|
Her smile was shaped like other smiles
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
147
|
Home
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
148
|
How far is it to Heaven?
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
149
|
How happy is the little Stone
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
150
|
How many Flowers fail in Wood
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
151
|
How many times these low feet staggered
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
152
|
How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
153
|
How sick—to wait—in any place—but thine
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
154
|
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
155
|
How the Waters closed above Him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
156
|
How well I knew Her not
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
157
|
I am alive—I guess
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
158
|
I am ashamed—I hide
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
159
|
I cannot be ashamed
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
160
|
I cannot dance upon my Toes
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
161
|
I cannot live with You (No. 640)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
162
|
I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
163
|
I could die—to know
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
164
|
I could not drink it, Sweet
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
165
|
I could not prove the Years had feet
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
166
|
I could suffice for Him, I knew
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
167
|
I cried at Pity—not at Pain
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
168
|
I cross till I am weary
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
169
|
I Died For Beauty
|
39
|
13%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
170
|
I dwell in Possibility
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
171
|
I envy Seas, whereon He rides
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
172
|
I fear a Man of frugal Speech
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
173
|
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
174
|
I have a King, who does not speak
|
1
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I have never seen
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176
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I heard a fly buzz when I died;
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I held a Jewel in my fingers
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178
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I know a place where summer strives
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I know lives, I could miss
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I know that He exists
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I know where Wells grow—Droughtless Wells
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I like a look of Agony
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I like to see it lap the miles,
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I live with Him—I see His face
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I lost a World - the other day!
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I never felt at Home—Below
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I never hear the word 'escape'
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I never lost as much but twice
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I Never Saw a Moor
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I reason, Earth is short
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I saw no Way—The Heavens were stitched
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I shall keep singing!
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193
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I shall know why—when Time is over
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I should not dare to leave my friend
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I started Early - Took my Dog
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I stepped from plank to plank
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I taste a liquor never brewed
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198
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I took my Power in my Hand
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I went to heaven,--
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200
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I years had been from home,
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201
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I’ll tell you how the sun rose
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Ideals are the Fairly Oil
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If He were living—dare I ask
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If I can stop one heart from breaking,
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If I should die
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If I shouldn't be alive
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If it had no pencil
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If you were coming in the fall,
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209
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If your Nerve, deny you
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210
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I'm
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211
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I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs
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212
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
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20
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6%
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213
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In Winter in my Room
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1
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0%
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214
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Is Bliss then, such Abyss
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215
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It can't be "Summer"!
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216
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It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
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217
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It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard --
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218
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It's all I have to bring today
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219
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I've seen a Dying Eye
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220
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Jesus! thy Crucifix
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Light is sufficient to itself
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222
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Love reckons by itself—alone
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223
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Love—is anterior to Life
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224
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Love—is anterior to Life
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225
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Love—is that Later Thing than Death
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226
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Me from Myself—to banish
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227
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Me, change! Me, alter!
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228
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Much Madness is divinest Sense
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3
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1%
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229
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My Faith is larger than the Hills
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1
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230
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My friend must be a Bird
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231
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My life had stood
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1
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232
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My Portion is Defeat—today
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1
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0
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0%
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233
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My wheel is in the dark
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0
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234
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Nature is what we see—
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0%
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235
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Nature the gentlest mother is
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4
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1%
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0
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236
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Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling
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237
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Never for Society
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2
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238
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No Notice gave She, but a Change
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0
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239
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Nobody knows this little Rose
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5
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1%
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0
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240
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Of Bronze—and Blaze
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1
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0
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0%
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241
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Of Course—I prayed
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1
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0
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0%
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242
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On such a night, or such a night
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0
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243
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On this long storm the Rainbow rose
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2
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244
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One Anguish—in a Crowd
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2
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0
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0%
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245
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One need not be a chamber to be haunted,
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1
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0
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246
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Pain Has An Element
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0
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247
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Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower
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0%
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0
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0%
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248
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Poor little Heart!
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1
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0
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249
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Portraits are to daily faces
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1
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250
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Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
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1
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0
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0%
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251
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Sic transit gloria mundi
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8
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2%
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0
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0%
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252
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Sleep is supposed to be
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1
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0
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0%
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253
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So much Summer
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0
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0%
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254
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Some Keep the Sabbath Going to Church
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3
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1%
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255
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Some things that fly there 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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256
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South Winds jostle them
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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257
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'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament
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23
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7%
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0
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0%
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|
258
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Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music
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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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Success is Counted Sweetest
|
44
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15%
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0
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0%
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260
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Such is the Force of Happiness
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3
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1%
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0
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0%
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261
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Summer for thee, grant I may 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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262
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Summer Shower
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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263
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Take your Heaven further on
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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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Taking up the fair Ideal
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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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Talk with prudence to a Beggar
|
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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Teach Him—When He makes the names
|
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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Tell All The Truth
|
146
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50%
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0
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0%
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|
268
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That I did always love
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6
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2%
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0
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0%
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|
269
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The Bee is not afraid of me
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
270
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The Bible is an antique Volume
|
8
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2%
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0
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0%
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271
|
The Birds begun at Four o'clock
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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272
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The Brain—is wider than the Sky
|
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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The Brain—is wider than the Sky
|
17
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5%
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0
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0%
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274
|
The bustle in a house
|
8
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2%
|
0
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0%
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|
275
|
The Chariot
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
276
|
The Child's faith is new
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
277
|
The Color of the Grave is Green
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
278
|
The cricket sang,
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
279
|
The feet of people walking home
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
280
|
The Judge is like the Owl
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
281
|
The Loneliness One dare not sound
|
4
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
282
|
The Love a Life can show Below
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
283
|
The Luxury to apprehend
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
284
|
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
285
|
The morns are meeker than they were
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
286
|
The Mountain sat upon the Plain
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
287
|
The Poets light but Lamps
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
288
|
The Robin for the Crumb
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
289
|
The Robin is the One
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
290
|
The Skies can't keep their secret!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
291
|
The Soul Selects Her Own Society
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
292
|
The Spider holds a Silver Ball
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
293
|
The Test of Love—is Death
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
294
|
The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
295
|
The Wind begun to knead the Grass
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
296
|
There came a Day at Summer's full
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
297
|
There came a Wind like a Bugle
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
298
|
There is a flower that Bees prefer
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
299
|
There is a Languor of the Life
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
300
|
There is a pain—so utter
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
301
|
There is another sky
|
15
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
302
|
There is no frigate like a book
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
303
|
There's a certain Slant of light (258)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
304
|
These—saw Visions
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
305
|
They dropped like flakes
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
306
|
They say that 'time assuages,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
307
|
They Shut Me Up in Prose
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
308
|
This is my letter to the world,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
309
|
This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
310
|
This was a Poet—It is That
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
311
|
This World is not Conclusion
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
312
|
This—is the land—the Sunset washes
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
313
|
Through the Dark Sod—as Education
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
314
|
To die
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
315
|
To fight aloud, is very brave
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
316
|
To fill a Gap
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
317
|
To make a prairie (1755)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
318
|
To wait an Hour—is long
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
319
|
Trust in the Unexpected
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
320
|
'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch
|
12
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
321
|
Unable are the Loved to die
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
322
|
Uncertain lease—develops lustre
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
323
|
Under the Light, yet under
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
324
|
Undue Significance a starving man attaches
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
325
|
Water, is taught by thirst
|
6
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
326
|
We dream—it is good we are dreaming
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
327
|
We Grow Accustomed to the Dark
|
19
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
328
|
What Inn is this
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
329
|
When Night is almost done
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
330
|
When we stand on the tops of Things
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
331
|
Where I have lost, I softer tread
|
3
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
332
|
Where Ships of Purple—gently toss
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
333
|
Where Thou art—that—is Home
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
334
|
While it is alive
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
335
|
Wild Nights—Wild Nights!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
336
|
Will there really be a "Morning"?
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
337
|
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
338
|
Within my reach!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
339
|
You know that Portrait in the Moon
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
340
|
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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