1
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Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
|
48
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100%
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0
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0%
|
2
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I'M Nobody! Who Are You?
|
34
|
70%
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0
|
0%
|
3
|
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking,
|
20
|
41%
|
0
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0%
|
4
|
"Faith" Is A Fine Invention
|
14
|
29%
|
0
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0%
|
5
|
We Grow Accustomed To The Dark
|
14
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29%
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0
|
0%
|
6
|
"Why Do I Love" You, Sir?
|
13
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27%
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0
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0%
|
7
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I’ll Tell You How The Sun Rose
|
13
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27%
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0
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0%
|
8
|
She Rose To His Requirement
|
13
|
27%
|
0
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0%
|
9
|
A Bird Came Down
|
12
|
25%
|
0
|
0%
|
10
|
I Came To Buy A Smile—today
|
12
|
25%
|
0
|
0%
|
11
|
The Last Night That She Lived
|
10
|
20%
|
0
|
0%
|
12
|
The Loneliness One Dare Not Sound
|
10
|
20%
|
0
|
0%
|
13
|
"Nature" Is What We See
|
9
|
18%
|
0
|
0%
|
14
|
The Only Ghost I Ever Saw
|
9
|
18%
|
0
|
0%
|
15
|
Hope is a strange invention
|
8
|
16%
|
0
|
0%
|
16
|
The Child's Faith Is New
|
8
|
16%
|
0
|
0%
|
17
|
There is another Loneliness
|
8
|
16%
|
0
|
0%
|
18
|
A Book
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
19
|
Because I Could Not Stop For Death
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
20
|
Death is like the insect
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
21
|
I Like A Look Of Agony
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
22
|
I'M Saying Every Day
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
23
|
So much of Heaven has gone from Earth
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
24
|
The Only News I Know
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
25
|
The Wind Begun To Rock The Grass
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
26
|
Will There Really Be A "Morning"?
|
7
|
14%
|
0
|
0%
|
27
|
"Heaven"—Is What I Cannot Reach!
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
28
|
Ample Make This Bed.
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
29
|
By The Sea
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
30
|
If I Could Bribe Them By A Rose
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
31
|
My Cocoon Tightens, Colors Tease
|
6
|
12%
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0
|
0%
|
32
|
On my volcano grows the Grass
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
33
|
The Judge Is Like The Owl
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
34
|
The Moon Was But A Chin Of Gold
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
35
|
The Spry Arms Of The Wind
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
36
|
There Is Another Sky
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
37
|
Truth—is As Old As God
|
6
|
12%
|
0
|
0%
|
38
|
Apparently With No Surprise
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
39
|
Fate Slew Him, But He Did Not Drop
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
40
|
Have You Got A Brook In Your Little Heart
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
41
|
I Died For Beauty
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
42
|
I Took My Power In My Hand
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
43
|
Tell All The Truth
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
44
|
The Bird Must Sing To Earn The Crumb
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
45
|
The Clover's simple Fame
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
46
|
The Face we choose to miss
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
47
|
The Lonesome For They Know Not What
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
48
|
The Spider Holds A Silver Ball
|
5
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
49
|
A Dying Tiger&Mdash;Moaned For Drink
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
50
|
A Slash Of Blue
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
51
|
Ah, Teneriffe!
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
52
|
All The Letters I Can Write
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
53
|
Death Is Potential To That Man
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
54
|
Fitter To See Him, I May Be
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
55
|
Funny—to Be A Century
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
56
|
God Gave A Loaf To Every Bird,
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
57
|
God Made A Little Gentian
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
58
|
Going To Heaven!
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
59
|
Good Morning—midnight
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
60
|
Had I Presumed To Hope
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
61
|
I Died For Beauty But Was Scarce
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
62
|
I Stepped From Plank To Plank
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
63
|
If You Were Coming In The Fall,
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
64
|
It sounded as if the Streets were running
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
65
|
Mine enemy is growing old
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
66
|
Nature The Gentlest Mother Is
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
67
|
One Dignity Delays For All
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
68
|
So Much Summer
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
69
|
Success Is Counted Sweetest
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
70
|
That I Did Always Love
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
71
|
The Blue Jay
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
72
|
The Butterfly Obtains
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
73
|
The Butterfly Upon The Sky
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
74
|
The Leaves Like Women Interchange
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
75
|
The Love A Life Can Show Below
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
76
|
The Morns Are Meeker Than They Were
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
77
|
Unable Are The Loved To Die
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
78
|
Witchcraft Has Not A Pedigree
|
4
|
8%
|
0
|
0%
|
79
|
"Unto Me?" I Do Not Know You
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
80
|
A Burdock&Mdash;Clawed My Gown
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
81
|
A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
82
|
Ah, Moon—and Star!
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
83
|
An Altered Look About The Hills
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
84
|
Because The Bee May Blameless Hum
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
85
|
Behind Me Dips Eternity
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
86
|
Defrauded I A Butterfly
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
87
|
Delight Is As The Flight
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
88
|
Emancipation
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
89
|
Faith
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
90
|
First Robin
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
91
|
For Death—or Rather
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
92
|
For Each Ecstatic Instant
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
93
|
Forever—it Composed Of Nows
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
94
|
Four Trees—upon A Solitary Acre
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
95
|
From The Chrysalis
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
96
|
From Us She Wandered Now A Year
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
97
|
Going To Him! Happy Letter! Tell Him--
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
98
|
Good Night, Because We Must
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
99
|
Growth of Man - like Growth of Nature
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
100
|
Have Any Like Myself
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
101
|
He ate and drank the precious Words
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
102
|
He Forgot—and I—remembered
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
103
|
He Fumbles At Your Soul
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
104
|
He Fumbles At Your Spirit
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
105
|
He Gave Away His Life
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
106
|
He Touched Me, So I Live To Know
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
107
|
He Was Weak, And I Was Strong—then
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
108
|
Home
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
109
|
How Human Nature dotes
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
110
|
Ideals Are The Fairly Oil
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
111
|
It stole along so stealthy
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
112
|
I'Ve None To Tell Me To But Thee
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
113
|
Judgment is justest
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
114
|
My Life Had Stood
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
115
|
Nobody Knows This Little Rose
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
116
|
Rearrange a 'Wife's' affection!
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
117
|
Remorse - Is Memory - Awake -
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
118
|
She Slept Beneath A Tree
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
119
|
She Sweeps With Many-Colored Brooms,
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
120
|
Sometimes with the Heart
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
121
|
Sown In Dishonor
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
122
|
Spring Is The Period
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
123
|
Summer For Thee, Grant I May Be
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
124
|
The Angle Of A Landscape
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
125
|
The Battle Fought Between The Soul
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
126
|
The Beggar Lad&Mdash;Dies Early
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
127
|
The Bible Is An Antique Volume
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
128
|
The Brain, Within Its Groove
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
129
|
The Chariot
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
130
|
The Color Of A Queen, Is This
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
131
|
The Duties Of The Wind Are Few
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
132
|
The Dying Need But Little, Dear,--
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
133
|
The Heart Asks Pleasure First
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
134
|
The inundation of the Spring
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
135
|
The Luxury To Apprehend
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
136
|
The Malay—took The Pearl
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
137
|
The Morning After Woe
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
138
|
The Mountain Sat Upon The Plain
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
139
|
The Mountains—grow Unnoticed
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
140
|
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
141
|
The Sky Is Low, The Clouds Are Mean,
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
142
|
The Spider as an Artist
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
143
|
There Is No Frigate Like A Book
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
144
|
There is no Silence in the Earth
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
145
|
Tie The Strings To My Life, My Lord,
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
146
|
Uncertain Lease—develops Lustre
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
147
|
Unto Me? I Do Not Know You—
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
148
|
We Learned The Whole Of Love
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
149
|
With A Flower
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
150
|
work For Immortality
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
151
|
Would You Like Summer? Taste Of Ours
|
3
|
6%
|
0
|
0%
|
152
|
"Heaven" Has Different Signs&Mdash;To Me
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
153
|
A Cloud Withdrew From The Sky
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
154
|
A Coffin—is A Small Domain
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
155
|
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
156
|
A Light Exists In Spring
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
157
|
A Little East Of Jordan
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
158
|
A little Madness in the Spring
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
159
|
A Long, Long Sleep, A Famous Sleep
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
160
|
A Route Of Evanescence
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
161
|
A Sickness Of This World It Most Occasions
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
162
|
A Solemn Thing&Mdash;It Was&Mdash;I Said
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
163
|
A Toad Can Die Of Light!
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
164
|
A Word dropped careless on a Page
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
165
|
Abraham To Kill Him
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
166
|
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
167
|
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
168
|
All Forgot For Recollecting
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
169
|
All These My Banners Be
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
170
|
Although I Put Away His Life
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
171
|
An English Breeze
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
172
|
And with what body do they come
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
173
|
Answer July
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
174
|
Arcturus
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
175
|
As from the earth the light Balloon
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
176
|
As Imperceptibly As Grief
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
177
|
Bee! I'M Expecting You!
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
178
|
Besides The Autumn Poets Sing
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
179
|
By My Window Have I For Scenery
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
180
|
Crisis Is A Hair
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
181
|
Dear March - Come in
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
182
|
Death Is A Dialogue Between
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
183
|
Death Leaves Us Homesick, Who Behind
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
184
|
Death Sets A Thing Of Signigicant
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
185
|
Declaiming Waters None May Dread
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
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Forget! The Lady With The Amulet
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From Cocoon Forth A Butterfly
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Garland For Queens, May Be
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Good Night! Which Put The Candle Out?
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He Fought Like Those Who'Ve Nought To Lose
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He Outstripped Time With But A Bout
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Heart, We Will Forget Him
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Houses—so The Wise Men Tell Me—
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How Far Is It To Heaven?
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How firm Eternity must look
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How Many Flowers Fail In Wood
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I Am Ashamed—i Hide
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I Could Suffice For Him, I Knew
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I Dreaded That First Robin, So
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I Dwell In Possibility
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I Gained It So
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I Got So I Could Take His Name
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I Had No Time To Hate, Because
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I Haven'T Told My Garden Yet
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I Many Times Thought Peace Had Come
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I Never Saw A Moor
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I Rose—because He Sank
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I Should Not Dare To Leave My Friend
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I Think The Longest Hour Of All
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I Went To Heaven,--
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If He Were Living—dare I Ask
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If Your Nerve, Deny You
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I'M Sorry For The Dead—today
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I'M The Little
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I'M The Little "Heart's Ease"
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It Feels A Shame To Be Alive
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Like Eyes That Looked On Wastes
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Longing is like the Seed
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Make Me A Picture Of The Sun
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Mama Never Forgets Her Birds
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Much Madness Is Divinest Sense
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Mute Thy Coronation
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My Eye Is Fuller Than My Vase
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My Garden—like The Beach
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Myself Was Formed—a Carpenter
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Nature, The Gentlest Mother,
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Nature—sometimes Sears A Sapling
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Never For Society
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No Notice Gave She, But A Change
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No Rack Can Torture Me
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None Can Experience Sting
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Not Sickness stains the Brave,
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Not with a club, the Heart is broken
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On A Columnar Self
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On Such A Night, Or Such A Night
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On That Dear Frame The Years Had Worn
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On This Long Storm The Rainbow Rose
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Only A Shrine, But Mine
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Our Lives Are Swiss
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Revolution is the Pod
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She Dealt Her Pretty Words Like Blades
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She Sped As Petals Of A Rose
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Silence is all we dread
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Snow Beneath Whose Chilly Softness
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Snow Flakes
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So Proud She Was To Die
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So Set Its Sun In Thee
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So The Eyes Accost—and Sunder
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Soil Of Flint, If Steady Tilled
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Some, Too Fragile For Winter Winds
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Soto! Explore Thyself!
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South Winds Jostle Them
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Speech is one symptom of Affection
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Spring comes on the World
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297
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STEP lightly on this narrow spot
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Sunset At Night—is Natural
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Superfluous Were The Sun
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300
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Surgeons Must Be Very Careful
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Suspense—is Hostiler Than Death
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Sweet&Mdash;Safe&Mdash;Houses
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Sweet&Mdash;You Forgot&Mdash;But I Remembered
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Taking Up The Fair Ideal
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That First Day, When You Praised Me, Sweet
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That Is Solemn We Have Ended
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The Admirations—and Contempts—of Time
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The Bat Is Dun With Wrinkled Wings
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The Battlefield
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310
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The Bee Is Not Afraid Of Me
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The Beggar at the Door for Fame
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312
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The Birds Begun At Four O'Clock
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313
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The Birds Reported From The South
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The Black Berry—wears A Thorn In His Side
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The Body Grows Without
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316
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The Brain Within It's Groove
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317
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The Brain—is Wider Than The Sky
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The Bustle In A House
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The Color Of The Grave Is Green
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320
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The Cricket Sang,
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321
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The Daisy Follows Soft The Sun
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The Definition Of Beauty Is
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The Difference Between Despair
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The Dust Behind I Strove To Join
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325
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The First Day That I Was A Life
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The First Day's Night Had Come
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The Future—never Spoke
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328
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The Gentian Weaves Her Fringes
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329
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The Grass So Little Has To Do
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330
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The Hallowing Of Pain
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331
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The Manner Of Its Death
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332
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The Martyr Poets—did Not Tell
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333
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The Missing All—prevented Me
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334
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The Months Have Ends—the Years—a Knot
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335
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The Murmur Of A Bee
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336
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The Nearest Dream Recedes, Unrealized.
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337
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The Pedigree Of Honey
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338
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The Railway Train
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2
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339
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The Soul Selects Her Own Society
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340
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The Spirit Is The Conscious Ear
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The Truth—is Stirless
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The Winters Are So Short
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343
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The Words The Happy Say
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344
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The Zeroes—taught Us—phosphorous
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2
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345
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There Is A Morn By Men Unseen
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2
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346
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There Is A Pain—so Utter
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2
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347
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There Is A Shame Of Nobleness
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348
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There Is A Word
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349
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There's Been A Death In The Opposite House
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2
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350
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They Called Me To The Window, For
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351
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They Dropped Like Flakes
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2
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352
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They Have A Little Odor—that To Me
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2
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353
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They Say That 'Time Assuages,
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354
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This Bauble Was Preferred Of Bees
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2
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355
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This Merit Hath The Worst
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2
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356
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This Was A Poet&Mdash;It Is That
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2
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357
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'Tis So Much Joy!
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2
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358
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To Be Alive—is Power
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2
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359
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To Fill A Gap
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2
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360
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To Make One's Toilette&Mdash;After Death
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2
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361
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Too cold is this
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2
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362
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Two Travellers Perishing In Snow
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2
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363
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'Twould Ease—a Butterfly
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2
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364
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Unto My Books—so Good To Turn
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2
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4%
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365
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Water, Is Taught By Thirst
|
2
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4%
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366
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We Should Not Mind So Small A Flower
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2
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367
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Who Occupies This House?
|
2
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368
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Whose Pink career may have a close
|
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369
|
Within My Garden, Rides A Bird
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
370
|
Yesterday Is History
|
2
|
4%
|
0
|
0%
|
371
|
"I Want"&Mdash;It Pleaded&Mdash;All Its Life
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
372
|
A chilly Peace infests the Grass
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
373
|
A Doubt If It Be Us
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
374
|
A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
375
|
A Feather From The Whippoorwill
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
376
|
A Great Hope Fell
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
377
|
A Lady Red&Mdash;Amid The Hill
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
378
|
A lane of Yellow led the eye
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
379
|
A Little Dog That Wags His Tail
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
380
|
A Little Road Not Made Man
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
381
|
A Man May Make A Remark
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
382
|
A Mien To Move A Queen
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
383
|
A Narrow Fellow In The Grass
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
384
|
A Planted Life&Mdash;Diversified
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
385
|
A Poor&Mdash;Torn Heart&Mdash;A Tattered Heart
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
386
|
A Precious—mouldering Pleasure
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
387
|
A Spider sewed at Night
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
388
|
A Thought Went Up My Mind To-Day
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
389
|
A Throe Upon The Features
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
390
|
A Tongue—to Tell Him I Am True!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
391
|
A Transport One Cannot Contain
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
392
|
A Visitor In Marl
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
393
|
Absence Disembodies—so Does Death
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
394
|
Absent Place&Mdash;An April Day
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
395
|
Afraid! Of Whom Am I Afraid?
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
396
|
After A Hundred Years
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
397
|
All But Death, Can Be Adjusted
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
398
|
All Circumstances Are The Frame
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
399
|
All I May, If Small
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
400
|
All Men For Honor Hardest Work
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
401
|
All Overgrown By Cunning Moss
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
402
|
Alone, I Cannot Be
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
403
|
Alter! When The Hills Do
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
404
|
An Awful Tempest Mashed The Air
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
405
|
An Everywhere Of Silver
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
406
|
An Ignorance A Sunset
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
407
|
Angels, In The Early Morning
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
408
|
Apology For Her
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
409
|
Are Friends Delight Or Pain
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
410
|
As If Some Little Arctic Flower
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
411
|
As old as Woe
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
412
|
As One Does Sickness Over
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
413
|
As Plan For Noon And Plan For Night
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
414
|
As subtle as tomorrow
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
415
|
As Watchers Hang Upon The East
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
416
|
Baffled For Just A Day Or Two
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
417
|
Banish Air From Air&Mdash;
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
418
|
Beauty&Mdash;Be Not Caused&Mdash;It Is
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
419
|
Before I Got My Eye Put Out
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
420
|
Before You Thought Of Spring,
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
421
|
Bereavement In Their Death To Feel
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
422
|
Besides This May
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
423
|
Best Witchcraft is Geometry
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
424
|
Better—than Music! For I—who Heard It
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
425
|
Between My Country—and The Others
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
426
|
Bloom Upon The Mountain—stated
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
427
|
Bring Me The Sunset In A Cup
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
428
|
By A Flower—by A Letter
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
429
|
By Such And Such An Offering
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
430
|
Chartless
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
431
|
Cocoon Above! Cocoon Below!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
432
|
Color—caste—denomination
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
433
|
Could I But Ride Indefinite
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
434
|
Could Live—did Live
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
435
|
Delight Becomes Pictorial
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
436
|
Denial&Mdash;Is The Only Fact
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
437
|
Despair's Advantage Is Achieved
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
438
|
Down Time's quaint stream
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
439
|
Drama's Vitallest Expression Is The Common Day
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
440
|
Each Life Converges To Some Centre
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
441
|
Embarrassment Of One Another
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
442
|
Empty My Heart, Of Thee
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
443
|
Endow The Living—with The Tears
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
444
|
Escaping Backward To Perceive
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
445
|
Except The Heaven Had Come So Near
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
446
|
Exhilaration is the Breeze
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
447
|
Exhilaration—is Within
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
448
|
Expectation—is Contentment
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
449
|
Experience Is The Angled Road
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
450
|
Frequently The Wood Are Pink
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
451
|
From Blank To Blank
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
452
|
Further In Summer Than The Birds
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
453
|
Give Little Anguish
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
454
|
Given In Marriage Unto Thee
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
455
|
Glee—the Great Storm Is Over
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
456
|
He Parts Himself—like Leaves
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
457
|
He Preached Upon 'Breadth' Till It Argued Him Narrow —
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
458
|
He Put The Belt Around My Life
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
459
|
He Strained My Faith
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
460
|
He Told A Homely Tale
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
461
|
He Who In Himself Believes
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
462
|
Heavenly Father
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
463
|
Her Breast Is Fit For Pearls
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
464
|
Her Sweet Weight On My Heart A Night
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
465
|
His Feet Are Shod With Gauze
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
466
|
His Heart Was Darker Than The Starless Night
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
467
|
How fits his Umber Coat
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
468
|
How Fortunate The Grave
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
469
|
How Happy I Was If I Could Forget
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
470
|
How Lonesome The Wind Must Feel Nights -
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
471
|
How Many Times These Low Feet Staggered
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
472
|
How Noteless Men, And Pleiads, Stand
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
473
|
How Sick—to Wait—in Any Place—but Thine
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
474
|
How Slow The Wind
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
475
|
How The Old Mountains Drip With Sunset
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
476
|
I Am Alive - I Guess
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
477
|
I Asked No Other Thing
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
478
|
I Breathed Enough To Learn The Trick,
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
479
|
I Bring An Unaccustomed Wine
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
480
|
I Cannot Be Ashamed
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
481
|
I Cannot Buy It—'Tis Not Sold
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
482
|
I Could Die—to Know
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
483
|
I Cross Till I Am Weary
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
484
|
I Envy Seas, Whereon He Rides
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
485
|
I Felt A Cleaving In My Mind
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
486
|
I Felt A Funeral, In My Brain (280)
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
487
|
I Felt My Life With Both My Hands
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
488
|
I Found The Phrase To Every Thought
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
489
|
I Gave Myself To Him
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
490
|
I Had Been Hungry All The Years-
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
491
|
I Had No Cause To Be Awake
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
492
|
I Have Never Seen "Volcanoes"
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
493
|
I Have No Life But This
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
494
|
I Heard A Fly Buzz When I Died;
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
495
|
I Held A Jewel In My Fingers
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
496
|
I Hide Myself Within My Flower
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
497
|
I Know A Place Where Summer Strives
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
498
|
I Know That He Exists
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
499
|
I Live With Him—i See His Face
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
500
|
I Lived On Dread; To Those Who Know
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
501
|
I Lost A World - The Other Day!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
502
|
I Make His Crescent Fill Or Lack
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
503
|
I Meant To Find Her When I Came
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
504
|
I Meant To Have But Modest Needs
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
505
|
I Measure Every Grief I Meet (561)
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
506
|
I Robbed The Woods
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
507
|
I See Thee Better—in The Dark
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
508
|
I Shall Keep Singing!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
509
|
I Showed Her Heights She Never Saw
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
510
|
I Started Early - Took My Dog
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
511
|
I Stole Them From A Bee
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
512
|
I Tend My Flowers For Thee
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
513
|
I Think To Live—may Be A Bliss
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
514
|
I thought the Train would never come
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
515
|
I Tie My Hat—i Crease My Shawl
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
516
|
I Would Not Paint—a Picture
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
517
|
If all the griefs I am to have
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
518
|
If Ever The Lid Gets Off My Head
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
519
|
If I May Have It, When It's Dead
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
520
|
If I Shouldn'T Be Alive
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
521
|
If She Had Been The Mistletoe
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
522
|
If The Foolish, Call Them "Flowers"
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
523
|
I'Ll Clutch—and Clutch
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
524
|
I'M "Wife"&Mdash;I'Ve Finished That
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
525
|
Immured in Heaven!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
526
|
In Ebon Box, When Years Have Flown
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
527
|
In Rags Mysterious As These
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
528
|
Is It Too Late To Touch You, Dear?
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
529
|
It Is Easy To Work When The Soul Is At Play
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
530
|
It Makes No Difference Abroad
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
531
|
It Might Be Lonelier
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
532
|
It Tossed—and Tossed
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
533
|
It Was Given To Me By The Gods
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
534
|
It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up,
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
535
|
It Was Too Late For Man
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
536
|
It Will Be Summer—eventually
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
537
|
It's All I Have To Bring Today
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
538
|
It's Coming—the Postponeless Creature
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
539
|
It's Such A Little Thing To Weep
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
540
|
I'Ve Heard An Organ Talk, Sometimes
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
541
|
Just As He Spoke It From His Hands
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
542
|
Knows How To Forget!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
543
|
Least Rivers—docile To Some Sea
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
544
|
Let Us Play Yesterday
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
545
|
Lightly Stepped A Yellow Star
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
546
|
Love Reckons By Itself—alone
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
547
|
Luck is not chance
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
548
|
May-Flower
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
549
|
Mine—by The Right Of The White Election!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
550
|
Must Be A Woe
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
551
|
My Best Acquaintances Are Those
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
552
|
My Faith Is Larger Than The Hills
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
553
|
My Life Closed Twice
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
554
|
My River Runs To Thee
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
555
|
My Soul—accused Me—and I Quailed
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
556
|
My Wheel Is In The Dark
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
557
|
My Worthiness Is All My Doubt
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
558
|
Nature Is What We See—
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
559
|
No Matter—now—sweet
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
560
|
No Prisoner Be
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
561
|
Not In This World To See His Face
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
562
|
Of All The Sounds Despatched Abroad
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
563
|
Of Yellow was the outer Sky
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
564
|
Once More, My Now Bewildered Dove
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
565
|
One Anguish—in A Crowd
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
566
|
One Crucifixion Is Recorded—only
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
567
|
One Sister Have I In Our House
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
568
|
Our Little Kinsmen—after Rain
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
569
|
Over And Over, Like A Tune
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
570
|
Pain Has An Element Of Blank;
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
571
|
Peace Is A Fiction Of Our Faith
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
572
|
Poor Little Heart!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
573
|
Prayer Is The Little Implement
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
574
|
Precious To Me—she Still Shall Be
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
575
|
Promise This—when You Be Dying
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
576
|
Put Up My Lute!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
577
|
Read—sweet—how Others—strove
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
578
|
Rehearsal To Ourselves
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
579
|
Removed From Accident Of Loss
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
580
|
Said Death To Passion
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
581
|
She could not live upon the Past
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
582
|
She Staked Her Feathers—gained An Arc
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
583
|
She Went As Quiet As The Dew
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
584
|
She's Happy, With A New Content
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
585
|
Sic Transit Gloria Mundi
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
586
|
Smiling Back From Coronation
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
587
|
So Has A Daisy Vanished
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
588
|
So Well That I Can Live Without
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
589
|
Some Days retired from the rest
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
590
|
Some Keep The Sabbath Going To Church
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
591
|
Some Rainbow—coming From The Fair!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
592
|
Some Such Butterfly Be Seen
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
593
|
Some Things That Fly There Be
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
594
|
Soul, Wilt Thou Toss Again?
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
595
|
'Speech'—is A Prank Of Parliament
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
596
|
Split The Lark&Mdash;And You'Ll Find The Music
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
597
|
Strong Draughts Of Their Refreshing Minds
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
598
|
Struck, Was I, Not Yet By Lightning
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
599
|
Such Is The Force Of Happiness
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
600
|
Summer Shower
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
601
|
Sweet Mountains—ye Tell Me No Lie
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
602
|
Sweet, To Have Had Them Lost
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
603
|
Sweet—you Forgot—but I Remembered
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
604
|
T Was Just This Time Last Year I Died.
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
605
|
Take Your Heaven Further On
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
606
|
Talk With Prudence To A Beggar
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
607
|
Teach Him—when He Makes The Names
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
608
|
Tell as a Marksman - were forgotten
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
609
|
That After Horror—that 'Twas Us
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
610
|
That Distance Was Between Us
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
611
|
The Brain&Mdash;Is Wider Than The Sky
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
612
|
The Bustle In A House
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
613
|
The Butterfly In Honored Dust
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
614
|
The Butterfly's Assumption Gown
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
615
|
The Chemical Conviction
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
616
|
The Court Is Far Away
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
617
|
The Day Came Slow
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
618
|
The Day That I Was Crowned
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
619
|
The Day Undressed&Mdash;Herself
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
620
|
The Devil - had he fidelity
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
621
|
The Doomed—regard The Sunrise
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
622
|
The Drop, That Wrestles In The Sea
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
623
|
The Earth Has Many Keys
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
624
|
The Face I Carry With Me—last
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
625
|
The Feet Of People Walking Home
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
626
|
The Fingers Of The Light
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
627
|
The Flower Must Not Blame The Bee
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
628
|
The Going From A World We Know
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
629
|
The Good Will Of A Flower
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
630
|
The Grace—myself—might Not Obtain
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
631
|
The grave my little cottage is
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
632
|
The Guest Is Gold And Crimson
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
633
|
The Heart Has Narrow Banks
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
634
|
The Hollows Round His Eager Eyes
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
635
|
The Juggler's Hat Her Country Is
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
636
|
The Lady Feeds Her Little Bird
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
637
|
The Lamp Burns Sure—within
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
638
|
The Mystery Of Pain
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
639
|
The Night Was Wide, And Furnished Scant
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
640
|
The One Who Could Repeat The Summer Day
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
641
|
The Poets Light But Lamps
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
642
|
The reticent volcano keeps
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
643
|
The Robin Is The One
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
644
|
The Rose Did Caper On Her Cheek
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
645
|
The Savior Must Have Been A Docile Gentleman (1487)
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
646
|
The Sea Said 'Come' To The Brook
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
647
|
The Snow That Never Drifts
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
648
|
The Sun Is Gay Or Stark
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
649
|
The Sun Kept Setting—setting—still
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
650
|
The Sunset Stopped On Cottages
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
651
|
The Test Of Love—is Death
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
652
|
The Veins Of Other Flowers
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
653
|
The White Heat
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
654
|
The Woodpecker
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
655
|
The Work Of Her That Went
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
656
|
The World&Mdash;Feels Dusty
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
657
|
There comes a warning like a spy
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
658
|
There Is A Flower That Bees Prefer
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
659
|
There Is A June When Corn Is Cut
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
660
|
There Is An Arid Pleasure
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
661
|
There's Something Quieter Than Sleep
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
662
|
These Are The Days When Birds Come Back
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
663
|
These Fevered Days - to take them to the Forest
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
664
|
They Put Us Far Apart
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
665
|
They Shut Me Up In Prose
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
666
|
They Won'T Frown Always—some Sweet Day
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
667
|
This Chasm, Sweet, Upon My Life
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
668
|
This Consciousness That Is Aware
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
669
|
This Is My Letter To The World,
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
670
|
This Quiet Dust Was Gentlemen And Ladies
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
671
|
This That Would Greet&Mdash;An Hour Ago
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
672
|
This Was In The White Of The Year
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
673
|
This World Is Not Conclusion
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
674
|
Time Feels So Vast That Were It Not
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
675
|
'Tis One By One — The Father Counts
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
676
|
To Fight Aloud, Is Very Brave
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
677
|
To Hear An Oriole Sing
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
678
|
To Love Thee Year By Year
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
679
|
To Make A Prairie (1755)
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
680
|
To One Denied The Drink
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
681
|
To See Her Is A Picture
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
682
|
To Venerate The Simple Days
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
683
|
'Tomorrow' - whose location
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
684
|
Triumph—may Be Of Several Kinds
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
685
|
Trust In The Unexpected
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
686
|
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
687
|
'Twas Like A Maelstrom, With A Notch
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
688
|
'Twas The Old—road—through Pain
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
689
|
Two Butterflies Went Out At Noon
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
690
|
Two Swimmers Wrestled On The Spar
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
691
|
Two—were Immortal Twice
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
692
|
Undue Significance A Starving Man Attaches
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
693
|
Unfulfilled To Observation
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
694
|
Volcanoes be in Sicily
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
695
|
We Can But Follow To The Sun
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
696
|
We Like March, His Shoes Are Purple,
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
697
|
We Lose—because We Win
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
698
|
We Miss Her, Not Because We See
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
699
|
We Outgrow Love, Like Other Things
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
700
|
We See&Mdash;Comparatively
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
701
|
We Thirst At First—'Tis Nature's Act
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
702
|
We—bee And I—live By The Quaffing
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
703
|
Went Up A Year This Evening!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
704
|
Wert Thou But Ill—that I Might Show Thee
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
705
|
What Did They Do Since I Saw Them?
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
706
|
What Soft—cherubic Creatures
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
707
|
When I Hoped, I Recollect
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
708
|
When I Was Small, A Woman Died
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
709
|
When The Astronomer Stops Seeking
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
710
|
When We Stand On The Tops Of Things
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
711
|
Where Ships Of Purple—gently Toss
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
712
|
Where Thou Art—that—is Home
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
713
|
Who Were 'The Father And The Son'
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
714
|
Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
715
|
Witchcraft Was Hung, In History
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
716
|
With Thee, In The Desert
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
717
|
Within My Reach!
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
718
|
Without This—there Is Nought
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
719
|
Wolfe Demanded During Dying
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
720
|
Woodpecker, The
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
721
|
You Cannot Put A Fire Out
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
722
|
You Love The Lord—you Cannot See
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|
723
|
Your Riches—taught Me—poverty
|
1
|
2%
|
0
|
0%
|