|
1
|
"Arcturus" is his other name
|
32
|
10%
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0
|
0%
|
|
2
|
"Faith" is a fine invention
|
102
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32%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
3
|
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
|
44
|
13%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
4
|
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
|
43
|
13%
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0
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0%
|
|
5
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"Hope" is the thing with feathers
|
316
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100%
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0
|
0%
|
|
6
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"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me
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20
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6%
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0
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0%
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|
7
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"I want"—it pleaded—All its life
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19
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6%
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0
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0%
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|
8
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"Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
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|
9
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"Nature" is what we see
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26
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
10
|
"Unto Me?" I do not know you
|
7
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
11
|
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
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61
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19%
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0
|
0%
|
|
12
|
A Bird Came Down
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26
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8%
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0
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0%
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|
13
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A Book
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35
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11%
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0
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0%
|
|
14
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A Burdock—clawed my Gown
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7
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2%
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0
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0%
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|
15
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A Charm invests a face
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5
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1%
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0
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0%
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16
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A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
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19
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6%
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0
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0%
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|
17
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A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
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4
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
18
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A Coffin—is a Small Domain
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
19
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A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
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3
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
20
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A doubt if it be Us
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
21
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A drop fell on the apple tree
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
22
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A feather from the Whippoorwill
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
23
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A little bread—a crust—a crumb
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3
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
24
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A little East of Jordan
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
25
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A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
|
7
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2%
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0
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0%
|
|
26
|
A loss of something ever felt I
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
27
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A narrow fellow in the grass
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
28
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A Planted Life—diversified
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
29
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A Prison gets to be a friend
|
1
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0%
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0
|
0%
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|
30
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A Route of Evanescence
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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31
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A Secret told
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5
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
32
|
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
33
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A shady friend for torrid days
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
34
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A single Screw of Flesh
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
35
|
A slash of Blue
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
36
|
A Solemn thing within the Soul
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
37
|
A thought went up my mind to-day
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
38
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A Wife—at daybreak I shall be
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
39
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A Wounded Deer—leaps highest
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
40
|
Ah, Moon—and Star!
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
41
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All I may, if small
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
42
|
All the letters I can write
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
43
|
Alter! When the Hills do
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
44
|
Always Mine!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
45
|
Ambition cannot find him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
46
|
Ample make this bed.
|
27
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8%
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0
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0%
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|
47
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An altered look about the hills
|
2
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0%
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0
|
0%
|
|
48
|
An awful Tempest mashed the air
|
3
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
49
|
An English Breeze
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
50
|
An everywhere of silver
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
51
|
An Hour is a Sea
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
52
|
An ignorance a Sunset
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
53
|
And this of all my Hopes
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
54
|
Angels, in the early morning
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
55
|
Answer July
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
56
|
Apparently with no Surprise
|
20
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
57
|
Arcturus
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
58
|
As if the Sea should part
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
59
|
As One does Sickness over
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
60
|
Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
61
|
Be Mine the Doom—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
62
|
Because I could not stop for Death (712)
|
18
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
63
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Because the Bee may blameless hum
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
64
|
Beclouded
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
65
|
Before you thought of spring,
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
66
|
Behind Me—dips Eternity
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
67
|
Bereavement in their death to feel
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
68
|
Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
69
|
Bless God, he went as soldiers
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
70
|
Bring me the sunset in a cup
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
71
|
By The Sea
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
72
|
Chartless
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
73
|
Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
74
|
Come Slowly
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
75
|
Crumbling is not an instant's Act
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
76
|
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
77
|
Deprived of other Banquet
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
78
|
Did we disobey Him?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
79
|
Each Scar I'll keep for Him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
80
|
Exclusion (The soul selects her own society)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
81
|
Fame is a bee
|
10
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
82
|
Fame is a fickle food (1659)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
83
|
Finding is the first Act
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
84
|
Forever—it composed of Nows
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
85
|
Frequently the wood are pink
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
86
|
God permit industrious angels
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
87
|
Have any like Myself
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
88
|
Have you got a Brook in your little heart
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
89
|
He forgot—and I—remembered
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
90
|
He fought like those Who've nought to lose
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
91
|
He found my Being—set it up
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
92
|
He fumbles at your Soul
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
93
|
He fumbles at your spirit
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
94
|
He gave away his Life
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
95
|
He outstripped Time with but a Bout
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
96
|
He parts Himself—like Leaves
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
97
|
He put the Belt around my life
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
98
|
He strained my faith
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
99
|
He told a homely tale
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
100
|
He touched me, so I live to know
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
101
|
He was weak, and I was strong—then
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
102
|
He who in Himself believes
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
103
|
Heart! We will forget him!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
104
|
Heart, not so heavy as mine
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
105
|
Heart, We Will Forget Him
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
106
|
Heaven
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
107
|
Heaven has different Signs—to me
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
108
|
Heaven is so far of the Mind
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
109
|
Heaven is what I cannot reach!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
110
|
Her—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
111
|
Her breast is fit for pearls
|
9
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
112
|
Her final summer was it,
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
113
|
Her Grace is all she has—
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
114
|
Her smile was shaped like other smiles
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
115
|
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
116
|
Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
117
|
Her—"last Poems"
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
118
|
Herein a Blossom lies
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
119
|
His Bill an Auger is
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
120
|
Hope is the thing with feathers
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
121
|
How far is it to Heaven?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
122
|
How happy I was if I could forget
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
123
|
How happy is the little Stone
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
124
|
How many times these low feet staggered
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
125
|
I asked no other thing
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
126
|
I Came to buy a smile—today
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
127
|
I cannot dance upon my Toes
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
128
|
I cautious, scanned my little life
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
129
|
I Died For Beauty
|
19
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
130
|
I died for beauty but was scarce
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
131
|
I dreaded that first Robin, so
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
132
|
I dwell in Possibility
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
133
|
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
134
|
I felt my life with both my hands
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
135
|
I got so I could take his name
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
136
|
I had been hungry all the years-
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
137
|
I have never seen "Volcanoes"
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
138
|
I like a look of Agony
|
8
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
139
|
I like to see it lap the miles,
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
140
|
I many times thought Peace had come
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
141
|
I meant to find Her when I came
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
142
|
I should not dare to leave my friend
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
143
|
I sing to use the Waiting
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
144
|
I sometimes drop it, for a Quick
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
145
|
I started Early - Took my Dog
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
146
|
I stepped from plank to plank
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
147
|
I stole them from a Bee
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
148
|
I taste a liquor never brewed
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
149
|
I tend my flowers for thee
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
150
|
I think I was enchanted
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
151
|
I think just how my shape will rise
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
152
|
I think the Hemlock likes to stand
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
153
|
I think the longest Hour of all
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
154
|
I think to Live—may be a Bliss
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
155
|
I tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
156
|
I took my Power in my Hand
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
157
|
I tried to think a lonelier Thing
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
158
|
I want—it pleaded—All its life—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
159
|
I was the slightest in the House
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
160
|
I watched the Moon around the House (629)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
161
|
I went to heaven,--
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
162
|
I went to thank Her
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
163
|
I would distil a cup
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
164
|
I would not paint—a picture
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
165
|
I years had been from home,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
166
|
I’ll tell you how the sun rose
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
167
|
Ideals are the Fairly Oil
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
168
|
If any sink, assure that this, now standing
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
169
|
If anybody's friend be dead
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
170
|
If Blame be my side—forfeit Me
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
171
|
If He dissolve—then—there is nothing
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
172
|
If He were living—dare I ask
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
173
|
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
174
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If I could bribe them by a Rose
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If I may have it, when it's dead
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If I should cease to bring a Rose
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If I should die
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If I shouldn't be alive
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If I'm lost—now
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If it had no pencil
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If pain for peace prepares
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If recollecting were forgetting
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I'm "wife"—I've finished that
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
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Impossibility, like Wine
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In Winter in my Room
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It struck me every day
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It's all I have to bring today
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It's like the light, --
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I've seen a Dying Eye
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Life—is what we make of it
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Life—is what we make of it
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My life closed twice before its close;
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My life had stood
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195
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My River runs to thee
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196
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My Worthiness is all my Doubt
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No Bobolink—reverse His Singing
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Nobody knows this little Rose
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199
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Of Being is a Bird
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200
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On this long storm the Rainbow rose
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201
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One dignity delays for all
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202
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Our journey had advanced;
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203
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Pain has an element of blank;
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Poor little Heart!
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Remorse
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206
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Safe in their alabaster chambers,
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207
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She staked her Feathers—Gained an Arc
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208
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Sic transit gloria mundi
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'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament
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210
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Success is Counted Sweetest
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211
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Sweet—safe—Houses
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212
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Tell All The Truth
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Tell all the Truth but tell it slant
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214
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The Bee is not afraid of me
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215
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The Bible is an antique Volume
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216
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The Birds begun at Four o'clock
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217
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The Body grows without
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218
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The Brain—is wider than the Sky
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11
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219
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The bustle in a house
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220
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The Chariot
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221
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The Chemical conviction
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222
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The Child's faith is new
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223
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The Color of a Queen, is this
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224
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The Color of the Grave is Green
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225
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The Court is far away
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226
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The cricket sang,
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227
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The Fingers of the Light
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228
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The Heart has narrow Banks
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229
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The Judge is like the Owl
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230
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The last Night that She lived
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231
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The Loneliness One dare not sound
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232
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The Love a Life can show Below
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1
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0
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233
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The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
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2
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234
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The Railway Train
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2
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0
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235
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The Robin for the Crumb
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1
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236
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The show is not the show,
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237
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The Soul unto itself (683)
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238
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The Spider holds a Silver Ball
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1
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0
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239
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The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung
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1
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240
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The Wind begun to knead the Grass
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1
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0%
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0
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|
241
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There is a pain—so utter
|
9
|
2%
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0
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0%
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242
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There is another sky
|
11
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3%
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0
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0%
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243
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There is no frigate like a book
|
4
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
244
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There's a certain Slant of light (258)
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1
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0
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245
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These are the days when Birds come back
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
246
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'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said
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10
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3%
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0
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247
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They put Us far apart
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
248
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They Shut Me Up in Prose
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
249
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This Consciousness that is aware
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
250
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This heart that broke so long
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
251
|
This is my letter to the world,
|
3
|
0%
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0
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0%
|
|
252
|
This was in the White of the Year
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
253
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Tho' my destiny be Fustian
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
254
|
'Tis good—the looking back on Grief
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
255
|
To fight aloud, is very brave
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
256
|
To fill a Gap
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
257
|
To hear an Oriole sing
|
1
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0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
258
|
To love thee Year by Year
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
259
|
To my small Hearth His fire came
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
260
|
Train
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
261
|
Trust in the Unexpected
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
262
|
'Twas Love—not me
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
263
|
Two—were immortal twice
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
264
|
Unable are the Loved to die
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
265
|
Unit, like Death, for Whom?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
266
|
Water, is taught by thirst
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
267
|
We Grow Accustomed to the Dark
|
9
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
268
|
We thirst at first—'tis Nature's Act
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
269
|
What Soft—Cherubic Creatures
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
270
|
Where bells no more affright the morn
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
271
|
While it is alive
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
272
|
Who never lost, are unprepared
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
273
|
Whose cheek is this?
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
274
|
Will there really be a "Morning"?
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
275
|
Would you like summer? Taste of ours
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
276
|
You cannot put a Fire out
|
5
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
277
|
You constituted Time
|
4
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
278
|
You love me—you are sure
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
279
|
You see I cannot see—your lifetime
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
280
|
You'll know Her—by Her Foot
|
2
|
0%
|
0
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0%
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