|
1
|
"Arcturus" is his other name
|
74
|
13%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
2
|
"Faith" is a fine invention
|
219
|
41%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
3
|
"Heaven" has different Signs—to me
|
100
|
18%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
4
|
"Heaven"—is what I cannot reach!
|
102
|
19%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
5
|
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
|
534
|
100%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
6
|
"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me
|
36
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
7
|
"I want"—it pleaded—All its life
|
66
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
8
|
"Morning"—means "Milking"—to the Farmer
|
36
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
9
|
"Nature" is what we see
|
138
|
25%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
10
|
"Unto Me?" I do not know you
|
41
|
7%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
11
|
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
|
205
|
38%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
12
|
A Bird Came Down
|
155
|
29%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
13
|
A Book
|
119
|
22%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
14
|
A Burdock—clawed my Gown
|
11
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
15
|
A Charm invests a face
|
21
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
16
|
A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
|
18
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
17
|
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
|
31
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
18
|
A Coffin—is a Small Domain
|
33
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
19
|
A darting fear—a pomp—a tear
|
17
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
20
|
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
|
13
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
21
|
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
|
16
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
22
|
A door just opened on a street
|
11
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
23
|
A doubt if it be Us
|
8
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
24
|
A drop fell on the apple tree
|
8
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
25
|
A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink
|
10
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
26
|
A feather from the Whippoorwill
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
27
|
A first Mute Coming
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
28
|
A fuzzy fellow, without feet
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
29
|
A happy lip—breaks sudden
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
30
|
A House upon the Height
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
31
|
A Lady red—amid the Hill
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
32
|
A light exists in spring
|
9
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
33
|
A little bread—a crust—a crumb
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
34
|
A little East of Jordan
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
35
|
A little road not made man
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
36
|
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
|
11
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
37
|
A loss of something ever felt I
|
21
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
38
|
A Man may make a Remark
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
39
|
A Mien to move a Queen
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
40
|
A Moth the hue of this
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
41
|
A Murmur in the Trees—to note
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
42
|
A narrow fellow in the grass
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
43
|
A nearness to Tremendousness
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
44
|
A Night—there lay the Days between
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
45
|
A Planted Life—diversified
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
46
|
A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
47
|
A precious—mouldering pleasure
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
48
|
A Prison gets to be a friend
|
7
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
49
|
A Route of Evanescence
|
8
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
50
|
A science—so the Savants say
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
51
|
A Secret told
|
13
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
52
|
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
53
|
A Shade upon the mind there passes
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
54
|
A shady friend for torrid days
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
55
|
A single Screw of Flesh
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
56
|
A slash of Blue
|
16
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
57
|
A Solemn thing within the Soul
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
58
|
A solemn thing—it was—I said
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
59
|
A something in a summer's Day
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
60
|
A still—Volcano—Life
|
8
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
61
|
A thought went up my mind to-day
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
62
|
A toad can die of light!
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
63
|
A Tongue—to tell Him I am true!
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
64
|
A Wife—at daybreak I shall be
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
65
|
A Wounded Deer—leaps highest
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
66
|
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
67
|
After a hundred years
|
9
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
68
|
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
69
|
After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- (341)
|
20
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
70
|
Again—his voice is at the door
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
71
|
Ah, Moon—and Star!
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
72
|
Ah, Teneriffe!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
73
|
All but Death, can be Adjusted
|
7
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
74
|
All Circumstances are the Frame
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
75
|
All forgot for recollecting
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
76
|
All I may, if small
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
77
|
All the letters I can write
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
78
|
Alone, I cannot be
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
79
|
Although I put away his life
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
80
|
Always Mine!
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
81
|
Ambition cannot find him
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
82
|
Ample make this bed.
|
56
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
83
|
An altered look about the hills
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
84
|
An English Breeze
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
85
|
An everywhere of silver
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
86
|
An Hour is a Sea
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
87
|
An ignorance a Sunset
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
88
|
And this of all my Hopes
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
89
|
Angels, in the early morning
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
90
|
Answer July
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
91
|
Apology for Her
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
92
|
Apparently with no Surprise
|
44
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
93
|
Arcturus
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
94
|
As if the Sea should part
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
95
|
As imperceptibly as Grief
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
96
|
As One does Sickness over
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
97
|
Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
98
|
Banish Air from Air—
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
99
|
Beauty—be not caused—It Is
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
100
|
Because I could not stop for Death (712)
|
18
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
101
|
Bee! I'm expecting you!
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
102
|
Behind Me—dips Eternity
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
103
|
Bereaved of all, I went abroad
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
104
|
Besides the Autumn poets sing
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
105
|
Besides this May
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
106
|
Better—than Music! For I—who heard it
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
107
|
Bless God, he went as soldiers
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
108
|
Bound—a trouble
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
109
|
Bring me the sunset in a cup
|
8
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
110
|
By a flower—By a letter
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
111
|
By The Sea
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
112
|
Chartless
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
113
|
Civilization—spurns—the Leopard!
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
114
|
Come Slowly
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
115
|
Could I but ride indefinite
|
8
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
116
|
Crumbling is not an instant's Act
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
117
|
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
118
|
Death is a Dialogue between
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
119
|
Death Leaves Us homesick, Who Behind
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
120
|
Death sets a thing of signigicant
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
121
|
Defrauded I a Butterfly
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
122
|
Delayed till she had ceased to know
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
123
|
Did Our Best Moment last
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
124
|
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
125
|
Drab Habitation of Whom?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
126
|
Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
127
|
Dreams—are well—but Waking's better
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
128
|
Dying (I heard a fly buzz when I died)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
129
|
Dying! Dying in the night!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
130
|
Each life converges to some centre
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
131
|
Endow the Living—with the Tears
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
132
|
Exultation is the going
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
133
|
Faith
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
134
|
Faith—is the Pierless Bridge
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
135
|
Fame is a bee
|
36
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
136
|
Finding is the first Act
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
137
|
Finite—to fail, but infinite to Venture
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
138
|
For Death—or rather
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
139
|
For this—accepted Breath
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
140
|
Forever—it composed of Nows
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
141
|
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
142
|
Given in Marriage unto Thee
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
143
|
Glee—The great storm is over
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
144
|
Glowing is her Bonnet
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
145
|
God gave a loaf to every bird,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
146
|
Going to Heaven!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
147
|
Good Morning—Midnight
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
148
|
Gratitude—is not the mention
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
149
|
Have you got a Brook in your little heart
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
150
|
He forgot—and I—remembered
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
151
|
He fumbles at your Soul
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
152
|
He fumbles at your spirit
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
153
|
He touched me, so I live to know
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
154
|
Heart! We will forget him!
|
5
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
155
|
Heart, We Will Forget Him
|
7
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
156
|
Heaven
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
157
|
Heaven is what I cannot reach!
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
158
|
Her breast is fit for pearls
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
159
|
Home
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
160
|
How far is it to Heaven?
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
161
|
How happy I was if I could forget
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
162
|
How happy is the little Stone
|
11
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
163
|
How many Flowers fail in Wood
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
164
|
How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
165
|
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
166
|
I asked no other thing
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
167
|
I breathed enough to learn the trick,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
168
|
I cannot dance upon my Toes
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
169
|
I cannot live with You (No. 640)
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
170
|
I can't tell you—but you feel it
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
171
|
I could not prove the Years had feet
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
172
|
I cried at Pity—not at Pain
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
173
|
I Died For Beauty
|
59
|
11%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
174
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I died for beauty but was scarce
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I dwell in Possibility
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I fear a Man of frugal Speech
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I felt a cleaving in my mind
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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (280)
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I felt my life with both my hands
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3
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I gained it so
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I gave myself to Him
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I had been hungry all the years-
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I had no time to hate, because
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I have a Bird in spring
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I have never seen "Volcanoes"
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I heard a fly buzz when I died;
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I hide myself within my flower
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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 lost a World - the other day!
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I meant to have but modest needs
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I measure every Grief I meet (561)
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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 often passed the village
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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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199
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I should not dare to leave my friend
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I sing to use the Waiting
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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 tie my Hat—I crease my Shawl
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I took my Power in my Hand
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I went to heaven,--
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I years had been from home,
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I’ll tell you how the sun rose
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If I can stop one heart from breaking,
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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 die
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If I shouldn't be alive
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If those I loved were lost
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If What we could—were what we would
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If you were coming in the fall,
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If your Nerve, deny you
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I'm "wife"—I've finished that
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I'm ceded—I've stopped being Theirs
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6
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219
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
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4%
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220
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Impossibility, like Wine
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It can't be "Summer"!
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It feels a shame to be Alive
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It might be lonelier
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It tossed—and tossed
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225
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It was not death, for I stood up,
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226
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It's all I have to bring today
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I've seen a Dying Eye
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228
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Life—is what we make of it
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Light is sufficient to itself
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230
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Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews
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0
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231
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Love reckons by itself—alone
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Love—thou art high
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Love—is that Later Thing than Death
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Love—thou art high
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235
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Mama never forgets her birds
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236
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Morns like these—we parted
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237
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Much Madness is divinest Sense
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238
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My friend attacks my friend!
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239
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My Garden—like the Beach
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240
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My life had stood
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1
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0
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241
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My Portion is Defeat—today
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0
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242
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My River runs to thee
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2
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0
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243
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My wheel is in the dark
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244
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Nature rarer uses yellow
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1
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0
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245
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Nature the gentlest mother is
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8
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1%
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0
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246
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Nature, the gentlest mother,
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2
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0%
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0
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247
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Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling
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2
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0
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0%
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248
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Never for Society
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11
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2%
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0
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249
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No Man can compass a Despair
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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250
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No Rack can torture me
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1
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0
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0%
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251
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No Romance sold unto
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1
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0
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252
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Nobody knows this little Rose
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1
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0
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253
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Not all die early, dying young
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1
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0
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254
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Not probable—The barest Chance
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1
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0
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255
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Of all the souls that stand create
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1
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0
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0%
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256
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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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|
257
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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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|
258
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Of Bronze—and Blaze
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
259
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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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0%
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|
260
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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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|
261
|
On a Columnar Self
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
262
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On this wondrous sea
|
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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One and One—are One
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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264
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One Anguish—in a Crowd
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
265
|
One Life of so much Consequence!
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
266
|
One Sister have I in our house
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
267
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One Year ago—jots what?
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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268
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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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|
269
|
Over the fence
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
270
|
Pain
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
271
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Pain—has an Element of Blank
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
272
|
Papa above!
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
273
|
Patience—has a quiet Outer
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
274
|
Perhaps I Asked Too Large
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
275
|
Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
276
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Promise This—When You be Dying
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
277
|
Remorse
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
278
|
Renunciation
|
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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She dealt her pretty words like Blades
|
6
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
280
|
She died—this was the way she died
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
281
|
She rose to His Requirement
|
3
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
282
|
She's happy, with a new Content
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
283
|
Sic transit gloria mundi
|
25
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
284
|
So much Summer
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
285
|
So well that I can live without
|
3
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
286
|
Some Keep the Sabbath Going to Church
|
10
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
287
|
Some things that fly there be
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
288
|
'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament
|
29
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
289
|
Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
290
|
Success is Counted Sweetest
|
148
|
27%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
291
|
Such is the Force of Happiness
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
292
|
Summer for thee, grant I may be
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
|
|
293
|
Summer Shower
|
2
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
294
|
Superfluous were the Sun
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
295
|
Tell All The Truth
|
24
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
296
|
That I did always love
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
297
|
The Bee is not afraid of me
|
3
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
298
|
The Bible is an antique Volume
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
299
|
The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
300
|
The Brain—is wider than the Sky
|
24
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
301
|
The bustle in a house
|
14
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
302
|
The Chariot
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
303
|
The Color of the Grave is Green
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
304
|
The cricket sang,
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
305
|
The Day Came Slow
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
306
|
The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
307
|
The feet of people walking home
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
308
|
The Fingers of the Light
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
309
|
The first Day's Night had come
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
310
|
The Flower must not blame the Bee
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
311
|
The Future—never spoke
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
312
|
The good Will of a Flower
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
313
|
The hallowing of Pain
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
314
|
The Heart has narrow Banks
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
315
|
The Judge is like the Owl
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
316
|
The last Night that She lived
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
317
|
The Loneliness One dare not sound
|
9
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
318
|
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
|
6
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
319
|
The Mountains—grow unnoticed
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
320
|
The Mystery of Pain
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
321
|
The name—of it—is "Autumn"
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
322
|
The power to be true to You
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
323
|
The Robin is the One
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
324
|
The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
|
3
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
325
|
The Soul Selects Her Own Society
|
25
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
326
|
The Soul unto itself (683)
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
327
|
The Sun and Moon must make their haste
|
4
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
328
|
The Sun—just touched the Morning
|
3
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
329
|
The Test of Love—is Death
|
2
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
330
|
The Whole of it came not at once
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
331
|
The wind begun to rock the grass
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
332
|
The wind trapped like a tired man,
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
333
|
There came a Day at Summer's full
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
334
|
There is a pain—so utter
|
5
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
335
|
There is an arid Pleasure
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
336
|
There is another sky
|
20
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
337
|
There is no frigate like a book
|
14
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
338
|
There's a certain Slant of light (258)
|
4
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
339
|
There's been a death in the opposite house
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
340
|
These are the days when Birds come back
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
341
|
They dropped like flakes
|
4
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
342
|
'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said
|
1
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
343
|
They Shut Me Up in Prose
|
4
|
0%
|
0
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0%
|
|
344
|
This Consciousness that is aware
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
345
|
This is my letter to the world,
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
346
|
This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies
|
7
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
347
|
This was a Poet—It is That
|
1
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
348
|
This World is not Conclusion
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2
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349
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Tho' I get home how late—how late
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1
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350
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Till Death—is narrow Loving
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351
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'Tis little I—could care for Pearls
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352
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'Tis Opposites—entice
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353
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'Tis so appalling—it exhilarates
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354
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'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
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1
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0
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0%
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355
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To be alive—is Power
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1
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0
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0%
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356
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To die
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2
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0
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0%
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357
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To fight aloud, is very brave
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1
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0
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0%
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358
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To fill a Gap
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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359
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To interrupt His Yellow Plan
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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360
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To lose one's faith—surpass
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2
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0
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0%
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361
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To love thee Year by Year
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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362
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To make a prairie (1755)
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5
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0%
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0
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0%
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363
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To venerate the simple days
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
364
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To wait an Hour—is long
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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365
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Train
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5
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0%
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0
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0%
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366
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Triumph—may be of several kinds
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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367
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'Twas just this time, last year, I died
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1
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0
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0%
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368
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Two butterflies went out at noon
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3
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
369
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Unable are the Loved to die
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6
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
370
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Victory comes late
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
371
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Water, is taught by thirst
|
10
|
1%
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0
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0%
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|
372
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We do not play on Graves
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
373
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We dream—it is good we are dreaming
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3
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
374
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We Grow Accustomed to the Dark
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27
|
5%
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0
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0%
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|
375
|
We lose—because we win
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
376
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When Diamonds are a Legend
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
377
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When the Astronomer stops seeking
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
378
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Where I have lost, I softer tread
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
379
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Where Ships of Purple—gently toss
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
380
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Where Thou art—that—is Home
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
381
|
Whether my bark went down at sea
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3
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
382
|
While it is alive
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2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
383
|
Who occupies this House?
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
384
|
Whose cheek is this?
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
385
|
Why do I love You, Sir?
|
2
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
386
|
Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven?
|
4
|
0%
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0
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0%
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|
387
|
Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
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1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
388
|
Wild Nights—Wild Nights!
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
389
|
Will there really be a "Morning"?
|
23
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4%
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0
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0%
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|
390
|
With thee, in the Desert
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
391
|
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
392
|
Within my reach!
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3
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
393
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Without this—there is nought
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2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
394
|
Would you like summer? Taste of ours
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
395
|
You cannot put a Fire out
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4
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
396
|
You constituted Time
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
397
|
You left me—Sire—two Legacies
|
1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
398
|
You love me—you are sure
|
2
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
399
|
You said that I
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1
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0%
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0
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0%
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|
400
|
You see I cannot see—your lifetime
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2
|
0%
|
0
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0%
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|
401
|
You taught me Waiting with Myself
|
1
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0%
|
0
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0%
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|
402
|
Your Riches—taught me—Poverty
|
2
|
0%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
403
|
You're right—
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2
|
0%
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0
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0%
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