Emily Dickinson
Writer
December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886
Credits:
A Bee his burnished Carriage; A
Bird came down the Walk; A brief but patient illness; A Burdock — clawed my
Gown; A Cap of Lead across the sky; A Charm invests a face; A chastened Grace
is twice a Grace; A chilly Peace infests the Grass; A Clock stopped; A Cloud
withdrew from the Sky; A Coffin — is a small Domain; A Counterfeit — a Plated
Person; A curious Cloud surprised the Sky; A darting fear — a pomp — a tear; A
Day! Help! Help! Another Day!; A Death blow is a Life blow to Some; A Deed
knocks first at Thought; A Dew sufficed itself; A Diamond on the Hand; A Dimple
in the Tomb; A Door just opened on a street; A doubt if it be Us; A Drop Fell
on the Apple Tree; A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork; A Dying Tiger — moaned for
Drink; A face devoid of love or grace; A faded Boy — in sallow Clothes; A
feather from the Whippoorwill; A Field of Stubble, lying sere; A first Mute
Coming; A Flower will not trouble her, it has so small a Foot; A full fed Rose
on meals of Tint; A fuzzy fellow, without feet; A great Hope fell; A happy lip
— breaks sudden; A House upon the Height; A Lady red — amid the Hill; A lane of
Yellow led the eye; A Letter is a joy of Earth; A Light exists in Spring; A
little bread — a crust — a crumb; A little Dog that wags his tail; A little
East of Jordan; A little Madness in the Spring; A little overflowing word; A
little Road — not made of Man; A little Snow was here and there; A long — long
Sleep — A famous — Sleep; A loss of something ever felt I; A Man may make a
Remark; A Mien to move a Queen; A Mine there is no Man would own; A Moth the
hue of this; A Murmur in the Trees — to note; A narrow Fellow in the Grass; A
nearness to Tremendousness; A Night — there lay the Days between; A not
admitting of the wound; A Pang is more conspicuous in Spring; A Pit — but
Heaven over it; A Plated Life — diversified; A poor — torn heart — a tattered
heart; A precious — mouldering pleasure — 'tis; A Prison gets to be a friend; A
prompt — executive Bird is the Jay; A Rat surrendered here; A Route of
Evanescence; A Saucer holds a Cup; A science — so the Savants say; A Secret
told; A sepal, petal, and a thorn; A Shade upon the mind there passes; A shady
friend — for Torrid days; A Sickness of this World it most occasions; A single
Clover Plank; A single Screw of Flesh; A slash of Blue; A Sloop of Amber slips
away; A soft Sea washed around the House; A solemn thing — it was — I said; A
Solemn thing within the Soul; A something in a summer's Day; A South Wind — has
a pathos; A Sparrow took a Slice of Twig; A Spider sewed at Night; A stagnant
pleasure like a Pool; A still — Volcano — Life; A Thought went up my mind
today; A throe upon the features; A Toad, can die of Light; A Tongue — to tell
Him I am true!; A Tooth upon Our Peace; A train went through a burial gate; A
transport one cannot contain; A Visitor in Marl; A Weight with Needles on the
pounds; A Wife — at daybreak I shall be; A wild Blue sky abreast of Winds; A
Wind that rose; A winged spark doth soar about; A Word dropped careless on a
Page; A word is dead; A Word made Flesh is seldom; A World made penniless by
that departure; A wounded Deer — leaps highest; Above Oblivion's Tide there is
a Pier; Abraham to kill him; Absence disembodies — so does Death; Absent Place
— an April Day; Adrift! A little boat adrift!; Advance is Life's condition;
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?; After a hundred years; After all Birds have been
investigated and laid aside; After great pain, a formal feeling comes; After
the Sun comes out; Again — his voice is at the door; Ah Teneriffe!; Ah, Moon —
and Star!; Ah, Necromancy Sweet!; Air has no Residence, no Neighbor; All but
Death, can be Adjusted; All Circumstances are the Frame; All forgot for
recollecting; All I may, if small; All men for Honor hardest work; All
overgrown by cunning moss; All that I do; All the letters I can write; All
these my banners be; All things swept sole away; Alone and in a Circumstance;
Alone, I cannot be; Alter! When the Hills do; Although I put away his life;
Always Mine!; Ambition cannot find him; Ample make this Bed; An altered look
about the hills; An antiquated Grace; An Antiquated Tree; An awful Tempest
mashed the air —; An Everywhere of Silver; An honest Tear; An Hour is a Sea; An
ignorance a Sunset; And this of all my Hopes; And with what body do they come?;
Angels, in the early morning; Answer July; Apology for Her; Apparently with no
surprise; Arcturus is his other name; Are Friends Delight or Pain?; Arrows
enamored of his Heart; Art thou the thing I wanted?; Artists wrestled here!; As
by the dead we love to sit; As Children bid the Guest Good Night; As far from
pity, as complaint; As from the earth the light Balloon; As Frost is best
conceived; As if I asked a common Alms; As if some little Arctic flower; As if
the Sea should part; As imperceptibly as Grief; As old as Woe; As One does
Sickness over; As plan for Noon and plan for Night; As Sleigh Bells seem in
summer; As subtle as tomorrow; As Summer into Autumn slips; As the Starved
Maelstrom laps the Navies; As Watchers hang upon the East; As we pass Houses musing
slow; As willing lid o'er weary eye; Ashes denote that Fire was; At Half past
Three, a single Bird; At last, to be identified!; At least — to pray — is left
— is left; At leisure is the Soul; Aurora is the effort; Autumn — overlooked my
Knitting; Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine; Away from Home are some
and I; Back from the cordial Grave I drag thee; Baffled for just a day or two;
Banish Air from Air; Be Mine the Doom; Beauty — be not caused — It Is; Beauty
crowds me till I die; Because 'twas Riches I could own; Because He loves Her;
Because I could not stop for Death; Because my Brook is fluent; Because that
you are going; Because the Bee may blameless hum; Bee! I'm expecting you!; Bees
are Black, with Gilt Surcingles; Before He comes we weigh the Time!; Before I
got my eye put out; Before the ice is in the pools; Before you thought of
Spring; Behind Me — dips Eternity; Behold this little Bane; Belshazzar had a
Letter; Bereaved of all, I went abroad; Bereavement in their death to feel; Besides
the Autumn poets sing; Besides this May; Best Gains — must have the Losses'
Test; Best Things dwell out of Sight; Best Witchcraft is Geometry; Betrothed to
Righteousness might be; Better — than Music! For I — who heard it; Between My
Country — and the Others; Between the form of Life and Life; Bind me — I still
can sing; Birthday of but a single pang; Blazing in Gold and quenching in
Purple; Bless God, he went as soldiers; Bliss is the plaything of the child;
Bloom — is Result — to meet a Flower; Bloom upon the Mountain — stated;
Blossoms will run away; Bound — a trouble; Bring me the sunset in a cup;
Brother of Ingots — Ah Peru; But little Carmine hath her face; But that
defeated accent; By a departing light; By a flower — By a letter; By Chivalries
as tiny; By homely gift and hindered Words; By my Window have I for Scenery; By
such and such an offering; Candor — my tepid friend; Circumference thou Bride
of Awe; Civilization — spurns — the Leopard!; Climbing to reach the costly
Hearts; Cocoon above! Cocoon below!; Color — Caste — Denomination; Come show
thy Durham Breast; Come slowly — Eden!; Conferring with myself; Confirming All
who analyze; Conjecturing a Climate; Conscious am I in my Chamber; Consulting
summer's clock; Contained in this short Life; Cosmopolities without a plea;
Could — I do more — for Thee; Could Hope inspect her Basis; Could I — then —
shut the door; Could I but ride indefinite; Could live — did live; Could mortal
lip divine; Could that sweet Darkness where they dwell; Count not that far that
can be had; Crisis is a Hair; Crisis is sweet and yet the Heart; Crumbling is
not an instant's Act; Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?; Dear March — Come
in; Death is a Dialogue between; Death is like the insect; Death is potential
to that Man; Death is the supple Suitor; Death leaves Us homesick, who behind;
Death sets a Thing significant; Death warrants are supposed to be; Death's
Waylaying not the sharpest; Declaiming Waters none may dread; Defrauded I a
Butterfly; Delayed till she had ceased to know; Delight — becomes pictorial;
Delight is as the flight; Delight's Despair at setting; Denial — is the only
fact; Departed — to the Judgment; Deprived of other Banquet; Despair's
advantage is achieved; Dew — is the Freshet in the Grass; Did life's penurious
length; Did Our Best Moment last; Did the Harebell loose her girdle; Did We
abolish Frost; Did we disobey Him?; Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth;
Distance — is not the Realm of Fox; Distrustful of the Gentian; Do People
moulder equally; Dominion lasts until obtained; Don't put up my Thread and
Needle; Doom is the House without the Door; Doubt Me! My Dim Companion!; Down
Time's quaint stream; Drab Habitation of Whom?; Drama's Vitallest Expression is
the Common Day; Dreams — are well — but Waking's better; Dreams are the subtle
Dower; Dropped into the Ether Acre; Drowning is not so pitiful; Dust is the
only Secret; Dying at my music!; Dying! Dying in the night!; Dying! To be
afraid of thee; Each Life Converges to some Centre; Each Scar I'll keep for
Him; Each Second is the last; Each that we lose takes part of us; Eden is that
old-fashioned House; Elijah's Wagon knew no thill; Elizabeth told Essex;
Elysium is as far as to; Embarrassment of one another; Empty my Heart, of Thee;
Endanger it, and the Demand; Ended, ere it begun; Endow the Living — with the
Tears; Escape is such a thankful Word; Escaping backward to perceive; Essential
Oils — are wrung; Estranged from Beauty — none can be; Except the Heaven had
come so near; Except the smaller size; Except to Heaven, she is nought;
Exhilaration — is within; Exhilaration is the Breeze; Expanse cannot be lost;
Expectation — is Contentment; Experience is the Angled Road; Experiment escorts
us last; Experiment to me; Extol thee — could I? Then I will; Exultation is the
going; Facts by our side are never sudden; Fairer through Fading — as the Day;
Faith — is the Pierless Bridge; Faith is a fine invention; Faithful to the end
Amended; Falsehood of Thee could I suppose; Fame is a bee; Fame is a fickle food;
Fame is the one that does not stay; Fame is the tint that Scholars leave; Fame
of Myself, to justify; Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die; Far from Love the
Heavenly Father; Fate slew Him, but He did not drop; Ferocious as a Bee without
a wing; Few, yet enough; Finding is the first Act; Finite — to fail, but
infinite to Venture; Fitter to see Him, I may be; Flees so the phantom meadow;
Floss won't save you from an Abyss; Flowers — Well — if anybody; Fly - fly -
but as you fly; Follow wise Orion; For Death — or rather; For each ecstatic
instant; For every Bird a Nest; For largest Woman's Hearth I knew; For this —
accepted Breath; Forbidden Fruit a flavor has; Forever — is composed of Nows;
Forever at His side to walk; Forever honored by the Tree; Forget! The lady with
the Amulet; Fortitude incarnate; Four Trees — upon a solitary Acre; Frequently
the woods are pink -; Frigid and sweet Her parting Face; From all the Jails the
Boys and Girls; From Blank to Blank; From Cocoon forth a Butterfly; From his
slim Palace in the Dust; From Us She wandered now a Year; Funny — to be a
Century; Further in Summer than the Birds; Garland for Queens, may be; Gathered
into the Earth; Give little Anguish; Given in Marriage unto Thee; Glass was the
Street — in tinsel Peril; Glee — The great storm is over; Glory is that bright
tragic thing; Glowing is her Bonnet; Go not too near a House of Rose; Go slow,
my soul, to feed thyself; Go tell it — What a Message; Go thy great way!; Go
travelling with us!; God gave a Loaf to every Bird; God is a distant — stately
Lover; God is indeed a jealous God; God made a little Gentian; God made no act
without a cause; God permits industrious Angels; Going to Heaven!; Going to
Him! Happy letter!; Good Morning — Midnight; Good Night! Which put the Candle
out?; Good night, because we must; Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt!; Gratitude
— is not the mention; Great Caesar! Condescend; Great Streets of silence led
away; Grief is a Mouse; Growth of Man — like Growth of Nature; Guest am I to
have; Had I known that the first was the last; Had I not seen the Sun; Had I
not This, or This, I said; Had I presumed to hope; Had this one Day not been;
Had we known the Ton she bore; Had we our senses; Have any like Myself; Have
you got a Brook in your little heart; He ate and drank the precious Words; He
forgot — and I — remembered; He fought like those Who've nought to lose; He
found my Being — set it up; He fumbles at your Soul; He gave away his Life; He
is alive, this morning; He lived the Life of Ambush; He outstripped Time with
but a Bout; He parts Himself — like Leaves; He preached upon Breadth till it
argued him narrow; He put the Belt around my life; He scanned it — staggered;
He strained my faith; He told a homely tale; He touched me, so I live to know;
He was my host — he was my guest; He was weak, and I was strong — then; He went
by sleep that drowsy route; He who in Himself believes; Heart! We will forget
him!; Heart, not so heavy as mine; Heaven — is what I cannot reach!; Heaven has
different Signs — to me; Heaven is so far of the Mind; Heavenly Father — take
to thee; Her — last Poems; Her breast is fit for pearls; Her face was in a bed
of hair; Her final Summer was it; Her Grace is all she has; Her little Parasol
to lift; Her Losses make our Gains ashamed; Her smile was shaped like other
smiles; Her sovereign People; Her spirit rose to such a height; Her Sweet turn
to leave the Homestead; Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night; Here, where the
Daisies fit my Head; Herein a Blossom lies; High from the earth I heard a bird;
His Bill an Auger is; His Bill is clasped — his Eye forsook; His Cheek is his
Biographer; His Feet are shod with Gauze; His Heart was darker than the
starless night; His little Hearse like Figure; His Mansion in the Pool; His
Mind like Fabrics of the East; His mind of man, a secret makes; His oriental
heresies; His voice decrepit was with Joy; Hope is a strange invention; Hope is
a subtle Glutton; Hope is the thing with feathers; Houses — so the Wise Men
tell me; How brittle are the Piers; How dare the robins sing; How destitute is
he; How far is it to Heaven?; How firm Eternity must look; How fits his Umber
Coat; How fleet — how indiscreet an one; How fortunate the Grave; How good his
Lava Bed; How happy I was if I could forget; How happy is the little Stone; How
Human Nature dotes; How know it from a Summer's Day?; How lonesome the Wind
must feel Nights; How many Flowers fail in Wood; How many schemes may die; How
many times these low feet staggered; How much of Source escapes with thee; How
much the present moment means; How News must feel when travelling; How noteless
Men, and Pleiads, stand; How ruthless are the gentle; How sick — to wait — in
any place — but thine; How slow the Wind; How soft a Caterpillar steps; How
soft this Prison is; How still the Bells in Steeples stand; How the old
Mountains drip with Sunset; How the Waters closed above Him; How well I knew
Her not; I am afraid to own a Body; I am alive — I guess; I am ashamed — I
hide; I asked no other thing; I bet with every Wind that blew; I breathed
enough to take the Trick; I bring an unaccustomed wine; I Came to buy a smile —
today; I can wade Grief; I can't tell you — but you feel it; I cannot be
ashamed; I cannot buy it — 'tis not sold; I cannot dance upon my Toes; I cannot
live with You; I cannot meet the Spring unmoved; I cannot see my soul but know
'tis there; I cannot want it more; I cautious, scanned my little life; I could
bring You Jewels — had I a mind to; I could die — to know; I could not drink
it, Sweet; I could not prove the Years had feet; I could suffice for Him, I
knew; I cried at Pity — not at Pain; I cross till I am weary; I did not reach
Thee; I died for Beauty — but was scarce; I do not care - why should I care; I
dreaded that first Robin, so; I dwell in Possibility; I envy Seas, whereon He
rides; I fear a Man of frugal Speech; I felt a Cleaving in my Mind; I felt a
Funeral, in my Brain; I felt my life with both my hands; I fit for them; I
found the words to every thought; I gained it so; I gave myself to Him; I got so
I could take his name; I groped for him before I knew; I had a daily Bliss; I
had a guinea golden; I had been hungry, all the Years; I had no Cause to be
awake; I had no time to Hate; I had not minded — Walls; I had some things that
I called mine; I had the Glory — that will do; I have a Bird in spring; I have
a King, who does not speak; I have never seen Volcanoes; I have no Life but
this; I haven't told my garden yet; I heard a Fly buzz — when I died; I heard,
as if I had no Ear; I held a Jewel in my fingers; I held it so tight that I
lost it; I hide myself within my flower; I keep my pledge; I knew that I had
gained; I know a place where Summer strives; I know lives, I could miss; I know
of people in the Grave; I know some lonely Houses off the Road; I know Suspense
— it steps so terse; I know that He exists; I know where Wells grow —
Droughtless Wells; I learned — at least — what Home could be; I like a look of
Agony; I like to see it lap the Miles; I live with Him — I see His face; I
lived on Dread; I lost a World — the other day!; I made slow Riches but my
Gain; I make His Crescent fill or lack; I many times thought Peace had come; I
meant to find Her when I came; I meant to have but modest needs; I measure
every Grief I meet; I met a King this afternoon!; I never felt at Home — Below;
I never hear that one is dead; I never hear the word escape; I never lost as
much but twice; I never saw a Moor; I never told the buried gold; I noticed
People disappeared; I often passed the village; I pay — in Satin Cash; I play
at Riches — to appease; I prayed, at first, a little Girl; I read my sentence —
steadily; I reason, Earth is short; I reckon — when I count it all; I robbed
the Woods; I rose — because He sank; I saw no Way — The Heavens were stitched;
I saw that the Flake was on it; I saw the wind within her; I see thee better —
in the Dark; I see thee clearer for the Grave; I send Two Sunsets; I send you a
decrepit flower; I shall keep singing!; I shall know why — when Time is over; I
shall not murmur if at last; I should have been too glad, I see; I should not
dare to be so sad; I should not dare to leave my friend; I showed her Heights
she never saw; I sing to use the Waiting; I sometimes drop it, for a Quick; I
started Early — Took my Dog; I stepped from Plank to Plank; I stole them from a
Bee; I sued the News — yet feared — the News; I suppose the time will come; I
taste a liquor never brewed; I tend my flowers for thee; I think I was
enchanted; I think just how my shape will rise; I think that the Root of the
Wind is Water; I think the Hemlock likes to stand; I think the longest Hour of
all; I think to Live — may be a Bliss; I thought that nature was enough; I
thought the Train would never come; I tie my Hat — I crease my Shawl; I took my
Power in my Hand; I took one Draught of Life; I tried to think a lonelier
Thing; I want — it pleaded — All its life; I was a Phoebe — nothing more; I was
the slightest in the House; I watched her face to see which way; I watched the
Moon around the House; I went to Heaven; I went to thank Her; I worked for
chaff and earning Wheat; I would distil a cup; I would not paint — a picture; I
Years had been from Home; I'd rather recollect a setting; I'll clutch — and
clutch; I'll send the feather from my Hat!; I'll tell you how the Sun rose; I'm
ceded — I've stopped being Theirs; I'm Nobody! Who are you?; I'm saying every
day; I'm sorry for the Dead — Today; I'm the little Heart's Ease!; I'm wife —
I've finished that; I've dropped my Brain — My Soul is numb; I've got an arrow
here; I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes; I've known a Heaven, like a Tent;
I've none to tell me to but Thee; I've nothing else — to bring, You know; I've
seen a Dying Eye; Ideals are the Fairly Oil; If all the griefs I am to have; If
any sink, assure that this, now standing; If anybody's friend be dead; If Blame
be my side — forfeit Me; If ever the lid gets off my head; If He dissolve —
then; If He were living — dare I ask; If I can stop one Heart from breaking; If
I could bribe them by a Rose; If I could tell how glad I was; If I may have it,
when it's dead; If I should cease to bring a Rose; If I should die; If I should
see a single bird; If I shouldn't be alive; If I'm lost — now; If it had no
pencil; If my Bark sink; If Nature smiles — the Mother must; If pain for peace
prepares; If recollecting were forgetting; If she had been the Mistletoe; If
the foolish, call them flowers; If this is fading; If those I loved were lost;
If What we could — were what we would; If wrecked upon the Shoal of Thought; If
you were coming in the Fall; If your Nerve, deny you; Image of Light, Adieu;
Immortal is an ample word; Immured in Heaven!; Impossibility, like Wine; In
Ebon Box, when years have flown; In falling Timbers buried; In lands I never
saw — they say; In many and reportless places; In rags mysterious as these; In
snow thou comest; In the name of the bee; In this short Life; In thy long
Paradise of Light; In Winter in my Room; Inconceivably solemn!; Incredible the
Lodging; Is Bliss then, such Abyss; Is Heaven a Physician?; Is Immortality a
bane; Is it dead — Find it; Is it too late to touch you, Dear?; Is it true,
dear Sue?; It always felt to me — a wrong; It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon;
It came at last but prompter Death; It came his turn to beg; It can't be
Summer!; It ceased to hurt me, though so slow; It did not surprise me; It don't
sound so terrible — quite — as it did; It dropped so low — in my Regard; It
feels a shame to be Alive; It is a lonesome Glee; It is an honorable Thought;
It is easy to work when the soul is at play; It is the Meek that Valor wear; It
knew no lapse, nor Diminuation —; It knew no Medicine; It makes no difference
abroad; It might be lonelier; It rises — passes — on our South; It sifts from
Leaden Sieves; It sounded as if the Streets were running; It stole along so
stealthy; It struck me — every Day; It tossed — and tossed; It troubled me as
once I was; It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone; It was a quiet seeming Day; It
was a quiet way; It was given to me by the Gods; It was not Death, for I stood
up; It was not Saint — it was too large; It was too late for Man; It will be
Summer — eventually; It would have starved a Gnat; It would never be Common —
more — I said; It would not know if it were spurned; It's all I have to bring
today; It's coming — the postponeless Creature; It's easy to invent a Life;
It's like the Light; It's such a little thing to weep; It's thoughts — and just
One Heart; Its Hour with itself; Its little Ether Hood; Jesus! thy Crucifix;
Joy to have merited the Pain; Judgment is justest; Just as He spoke it from his
Hands; Just lost, when I was saved!; Just Once! Oh least Request!; Just so —
Jesus — raps; Kill your Balm — and its Odors bless you; Knock with tremor;
Knows how to forget!; Lad of Athens, faithful be; Lain in Nature — so suffice
us; Lay this Laurel on the One; Least Bee that brew; Least Rivers — docile to
some sea; Left in immortal Youth; Lest any doubt that we are glad that they
were born Today; Lest they should come — is all my fear; Lest this be Heaven
indeed; Let down the Bars, Oh Death; Let me not mar that perfect Dream; Let me
not thirst with this Hock at my Lip; Let my first Knowing be of thee; Let
others - show this Surry's Grace; Let Us play Yesterday; Lethe in my flower;
Life — is what we make of it; Life is death we're lengthy at; Life, and Death,
and Giants; Lift it — with the Feathers; Light is sufficient to itself; Lightly
stepped a yellow star; Like Brooms of Steel; Like eyes that looked on Wastes;
Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews; Like her the Saints retire; Like Men
and Women Shadows walk; Like Mighty Foot Lights — burned the Red; Like Rain it
sounded till it curved; Like Some Old fashioned Miracle; Like Time's insidious
wrinkle; Like Trains of Cars on Tracks of Plush; Lives he in any other world;
Long Years apart — can make no; Longing is like the Seed; Look back on Time,
with kindly eyes; Love — is anterior to Life; Love — is that later Thing than
Death; Love — thou art high; Love can do all but raise the Dead; Love is done
when Love's begun; Love reckons by itself — alone; Love's stricken why; Low at
my problem bending; Luck is not chance; Make me a picture of the sun; Mama
never forgets her birds; Many a phrase has the English language; Many cross the
Rhine; March is the Month of Expectation; Me — come! My dazzled face; Me from
Myself — to banish; Me prove it now — Whoever doubt; Me, change! Me, alter!;
Meeting by Accident; Midsummer, was it, when They died; Mine — by the Right of
the White Election!; Mine Enemy is growing old; More Life — went out — when He
went; More than the Grave is closed to me; Morning — is the place for Dew;
Morning — means Milking — to the Farmer; Morning is due to all; Morning that
comes but once; Morns like these — we parted; Most she touched me by her
muteness; Much Madness is divinest Sense; Musicians wrestle everywhere; Must be
a Woe; Mute thy Coronation; My best Acquaintances are those; My Cocoon tightens
— Colors tease; My country need not change her gown; My Eye is fuller than my
vase; My Faith is larger than the Hills; My first well Day — since many ill; My
friend attacks my friend!; My friend must be a Bird; My Garden — like the
Beach; My God — He sees thee; My Heart ran so to thee; My Heart upon a little
Plate; My life closed twice before its close; My Life had stood — a Loaded Gun;
My Maker — let me be; My nosegays are for Captives; My period had come for
Prayer; My Portion is Defeat — today; My Reward for Being, was This; My River
runs to thee; My Season's furthest Flower; My Soul — accused me — And I
quailed; My Triumph lasted till the Drums; My Wars are laid away in Books; My
wheel is in the dark!; My Worthiness is all my Doubt; Myself can read the
Telegrams; Myself was formed — a Carpenter; Nature — sometimes sears a Sapling;
Nature — the Gentlest Mother is; Nature affects to be sedate; Nature and God —
I neither knew; Nature assigns the Sun; Nature can do no more; Nature is what
we see; Nature rarer uses Yellow; Never for Society; New feet within my garden
go; No Autumn's intercepting Chill; No Bobolink — reverse His Singing; No
Brigadier throughout the Year; No Crowd that has occurred; No ladder needs the
bird but skies; No Life can pompless pass away; No Man can compass a Despair;
No man saw awe, nor to his house; No matter — now — Sweet; No matter where the Saints
abide; No Notice gave She, but a Change; No Other can reduce; No Passenger was
known to flee; No Prisoner be; No Rack can torture me; No Romance sold unto; No
Rose, yet felt myself a'bloom; Nobody knows this little Rose; None can
experience sting; None who saw it ever told it; Noon — is the Hinge of Day; Nor
Mountain hinder Me; Not all die early, dying young; Not any higher stands the
Grave; Not any more to be lacked; Not any sunny tone; Not at Home to Callers;
Not in this World to see his face; Not knowing when the Dawn will come; Not One
by Heaven defrauded stay; Not probable — The barest Chance; Not Revelation —
'tis — that waits; Not seeing, still we know; Not Sickness stains the Brave;
Not so the infinite Relations — Below; Not that he goes — we love him more; Not
that We did, shall be the test; Not to discover weakness is; Not with a Club,
the Heart is broken; Now I knew I lost her; Now I lay thee down to Sleep;
Obtaining but our own Extent; Of all the Souls that stand create; Of all the
Sounds despatched abroad; Of Being is a Bird; Of Bronze — and Blaze; Of
Brussels — it was not; Of Consciousness, her awful Mate; Of Course — I prayed;
Of Death I try to think like this; Of Glory not a Beam is left; Of God we ask
one favor; Of Life to own; Of Nature I shall have enough; Of nearness to her
sundered Things; Of Paradise' existence; Of Paul and Silas it is said; Of
Silken Speech and Specious Shoe; Of so divine a Loss; Of the Heart that goes
in, and closes the Door; Of their peculiar light; Of this is Day composed; Of
Tolling Bell I ask the cause?; Of Tribulation, these are They; Of whom so dear;
Of Yellow was the outer Sky; Oh Future! thou secreted peace; Oh give it Motion
— deck it sweet; Oh Shadow on the Grass; Oh Sumptuous moment; Oh what a Grace
is this; Oh, honey of an hour; On a Columnar Self; On my volcano grows the
Grass; On such a night, or such a night; On that dear Frame the Years had worn;
On that specific Pillow; On the World you colored; On this long storm the
Rainbow rose; On this wondrous sea; Once more, my now bewildered Dove; One and
One — are One; One Anguish — in a Crowd; One Blessing had I than the rest; One
crown that no one seeks; One Crucifixion is recorded; One Day is there of the
Series; One dignity delays for all; One Joy of so much anguish; One Life of so
much Consequence!; One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted; One note from One
Bird; One of the ones that Midas touched; One Sister have I in our house; One
thing of it we borrow; One Year ago — jots what?; Only a Shrine, but Mine; Only
God — detect the Sorrow; Opinion is a flitting thing; Our journey had advanced;
Our little Kinsmen — after Rain; Our little secrets slink away; Our lives are
Swiss; Our own possessions — though our own; Our share of night to bear;
Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision; Ourselves were wed one summer —
dear; Out of sight? What of that?; Over and over, like a Tune; Over the fence;
Pain — expands the Time; Pain — has an Element of Blank; Pain has but one
Acquaintance; Papa above!; Paradise is of the option; Paradise is that old
mansion; Partake as doth the Bee; Parting with Thee reluctantly; Pass to they
Rendezvous of Light; Patience — has a quiet Outer; Peace is a fiction of our
Faith; Perception of an object costs; Perhaps I asked too large; Perhaps they
do not go so far; Perhaps you think me stooping; Perhaps you'd like to buy a
flower; Peril as a Possession; Pigmy seraphs — gone astray; Pink — small — and
punctual; Poor little Heart!; Portraits are to daily faces; Power is a familiar
growth; Praise it — 'tis dead; Prayer is the little implement; Precious to Me —
She still shall be; Presentiment — is that long Shadow — on the Lawn; Promise
This — When You be Dying; Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it;
Publication — is the Auction; Purple — is fashionable twice; Pursuing you in
your transitions; Put up my lute!; Quite empty, quite at rest; Rather arid
delight; Read — Sweet — how others — strove; Rearrange a Wife's affection!;
Recollect the Face of me; Red Sea, indeed! Talk not to me; Rehearsal to
Ourselves; Remember me implored the Thief!; Remembrance has a Rear and Front;
Remorse — is Memory — awake; Removed from Accident of Loss; Renunciation — is a
piercing Virtue; Reportless Subjects, to the Quick; Rest at Night; Reverse
cannot befall; Revolution is the Pod; Ribbons of the Year; Risk is the Hair
that holds the Tun; Robbed by Death — but that was easy; Safe Despair it is
that raves; Safe in their Alabaster Chambers; Said Death to Passion; Sang from
the Heart, Sire; Satisfaction — is the Agent; Savior! I've no one else to tell;
Secrets is a daily word; September's Baccalaureate; Severer Service of myself;
Sexton! My Master's sleeping here; Shall I take thee, the Poet said; Shame is
the shawl of Pink; She bore it till the simple veins; She could not live upon
the Past; She dealt her pretty words like Blades; She died — this was the way
she died; She died at play; She dwelleth in the Ground; She hideth Her the
last; She laid her docile Crescent down; She lay as if at play; She rose as high
as His Occasion; She rose to His Requirement — dropt; She sights a Bird — she
chuckles; She slept beneath a tree; She sped as Petals of a Rose; She staked
her Feathers — Gained an Arc; She sweeps with many-colored Brooms; She went as
quiet as the Dew; She's happy, with a new Content; Shells from the Coast
mistaking; Should you but fail at — Sea; Show me Eternity, and I will show you
Memory; Sic transit gloria mundi; Silence is all we dread; Size circumscribes —
it has no room; Sleep is supposed to be; Smiling back from Coronation; Snow
beneath whose chilly softness; Snow flakes; So bashful when I spied her!; So
from the mould; So gay a Flower; So give me back to Death; So glad we are — a
Stranger'd deem; So has a Daisy vanished; So I pull my Stockings off; So large
my Will; So much of Heaven has gone from Earth; So much Summer; So proud she
was to die; So set its Sun in Thee; So the Eyes accost — and sunder; So well
that I can live without; Society for me my misery; Soft as the massacre of
Suns; Softened by Time's consummate plush; Soil of Flint, if steady tilled;
Some — Work for Immortality; Some Arrows slay but whom they strike; Some Days
retired from the rest; Some keep the Sabbath going to Church; Some one prepared
this mighty show; Some Rainbow — coming from the Fair!; Some say goodnight — at
night; Some such Butterfly be seen; Some things that fly there be; Some we see
no more, Tenements of Wonder; Some Wretched creature, savior take; Some, too
fragile for winter winds; Somehow myself survived the Night; Sometimes with the
Heart; Somewhat, to hope for; Somewhere upon the general Earth; Soto! Explore
thyself!; Soul, take thy risk; Soul, Wilt thou toss again?; South Winds jostle
them; Sown in dishonor!; Speech — is a prank of Parliament; Speech is one symptom
of Affection; Split the Lark — and you'll find the Music; Spring comes on the
World; Spring is the Period; Spurn the temerity; Step lightly on this narrow
spot; Still own thee — still thou art; Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing
Minds; Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning; Success is counted sweetest; Such
are the inlets of the mind; Such is the Force of Happiness; Summer — we all
have seen; Summer begins to have the look; Summer for thee, grant I may be;
Summer has two Beginnings; Summer is shorter than any one; Summer laid her
simple Hat; Sunset at Night — is natural; Sunset that screens, reveals;
Superfluous were the Sun; Superiority to Fate; Surgeons must be very careful;
Surprise is like a thrilling — pungent; Suspense — is Hostiler than Death; Sweet
— safe — Houses; Sweet — You forgot — but I remembered; Sweet hours have
perished here; Sweet is the swamp with its secrets; Sweet Mountains — Ye tell
Me no lie; Sweet Pirate of the heart; Sweet Skepticism of the Heart; Sweet, to
have had them lost; Take all away; Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy;
Take your Heaven further on; Taken from men — this morning; Taking up the fair
Ideal; Talk not to me of Summer Trees; Talk with prudence to a Beggar; Teach
Him — When He makes the names; Tell all the Truth but tell it slant; Tell as a
Marksman — were forgotten; Than Heaven more remote; That after Horror — that
'twas us; That Distance was between Us; That first Day, when you praised Me,
Sweet; That I did always love; That is solemn we have ended; That it will never
come again; That Love is all there is; That odd old man is dead a year; That
sacred Closet when you sweep; That she forgot me was the least; That short —
potential stir; That Such have died enable Us; That this should feel the need
of Death; The Admirations — and Contempts — of time; The Angle of a Landscape;
The Auctioneer of Parting; The Bat is dun, with wrinkled Wings; The Battle
fought between the Soul; The Bee is not afraid of me; The Beggar at the Door
for Fame; The Beggar Lad — dies early; The Bible is an antique Volume; The Bird
did prance — the Bee did play; The Bird her punctual music brings; The Bird
must sing to earn the Crumb; The Birds begun at Four o'clock; The Birds
reported from the South; The Black Berry — wears a Thorn in his side; The Blood
is more showy than the Breath; The Blunder is in estimate; The Bobolink is
gone; The Body grows without; The Bone that has no Marrow; The Brain — is wider
than the Sky; The Brain, within its Groove; The Bustle in a House; The
Butterfly in honored Dust; The butterfly obtains; The Butterfly upon the Sky;
The Butterfly's Assumption Gown; The Butterfly's Numidian Gown; The Chemical
conviction; The Child's faith is new; The Clock strikes one that just struck
two; The Clouds their Backs together laid; The Clover's simple Fame; The Color
of a Queen, is this; The Color of the Grave is Green; The competitions of the
sky; The Court is far away; The Crickets sang; The Daisy follows soft the Sun;
The Dandelion's pallid tube; The Day came slow — till Five o'clock; The Day
grew small, surrounded tight; The Day she goes; The Day that I was crowned; The
Day undressed — Herself; The Days that we can spare; The Definition of Beauty
is; The Devil — had he fidelity; The difference between Despair; The distance that
the dead have gone; The Ditch is dear to the Drunken man; The Doomed — regard
the Sunrise; The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea; The Dust behind I strove to
join; The duties of the Wind are few; The Dying need but little, Dear; The
earth has many keys; The ecstasy to guess; The event was directly behind Him;
The face I carry with me — last; The Face in evanescence lain; The Face we
choose to miss; The Fact that Earth is Heaven; The fairest Home I ever knew;
The farthest Thunder that I heard; The fascinating chill that music leaves; The
feet of people walking home; The Fingers of the Light; The first Day that I was
a Life; The first Day's Night had come; The first We knew of Him was Death; The
Flake the Wind exasperate; The Flower must not blame the Bee; The Frost of
Death was on the Pane; The Frost was never seen; The Future — never spoke; The
Gentian has a parched Corolla; The Gentian weaves her fringes; The gleam of an
heroic Act; The going from a world we know; The good Will of a Flower; The
Grace — Myself — might not obtain; The Grass so little has to do; The grave my
little cottage is; The Guest is gold and crimson; The hallowing of Pain; The
harm of Years is on him; The healed Heart shows its shallow scar; The Heart
asks Pleasure — first; The Heart has many Doors; The Heart has narrow Banks;
The Heart is the Capital of the Mind; The Heaven vests for Each; The Hills
erect their Purple Heads; The Hills in Purple syllables; The Himmaleh was known
to stoop; The Hollows round His eager Eyes; The immortality she gave; The
incidents of love; The Infinite a sudden Guest; The inundation of the Spring;
The Jay his Castanet has struck; The joy that has no stem no core; The Judge is
like the Owl; The Juggler's Hat her Country is; The Lady feeds Her little Bird;
The Lamp burns sure — within; The largest Fire ever known; The Lassitudes of
Contemplation; The last Night that She lived; The last of Summer is Delight;
The Leaves like Women interchange; The Life that tied too tight escapes; The
Life we have is very great; The Lightning is a yellow Fork; The Lightning
playeth — all the while; The Lilac is an ancient shrub; The Loneliness One dare
not sound; The lonesome for they know not What; The long sigh of the Frog; The
longest day that God appoints; The look of thee, what is it like; The Love a
Life can show Below; The lovely flowers embarrass me; The Luxury to apprehend;
The Malay — took the Pearl; The Manner of its Death; The Martyr Poets — did not
tell; The Merchant of the Picturesque; The Mind lives on the Heart; The Missing
All — prevented Me; The mob within the heart; The Months have ends — the Years
— a knot; The Moon is distant from the Sea; The Moon upon her fluent Route; The
Moon was but a Chin of Gold; The Morning after Woe; The morns are meeker than
they were; The most important population; The most pathetic thing I do; The
most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met; The Mountain sat upon the Plain; The
Mountains — grow unnoticed; The Mountains stood in Haze; The Murmur of a Bee;
The murmuring of Bees, has ceased; The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants; The name
— of it — is Autumn; The nearest Dream recedes — unrealized; The Night was
wide, and furnished scant; The Notice that is called the Spring; The One who
could repeat the Summer day; The ones that disappeared are back; The only Ghost
I ever saw; The Only News I know; The Opening and the Close; The Outer — from
the Inner; The overtakelessness of those; The parasol is the umbrella's
daughter; The Past is such a curious Creature; The pattern of the sun; The
pedigree of Honey; The Pile of Years is not so high; The Poets light but Lamps;
The Popular Heart is a Cannon first; The power to be true to You; The pretty
Rain from those sweet Eaves; The Products of my Farm are these; The Props
assist the House; The Province of the Saved; The pungent atom in the Air; The
rainbow never tells me; The Rat is the concisest Tenant; The Red — Blaze — is
the Morning; The reticent volcano keeps; The Riddle we can guess; The right to
perish might be thought; The Road to Paradise is plain; The Road was lit with
Moon and star; The Robin for the Crumb; The Robin is a Gabriel; The Robin is
the One; The Robin's my Criterion for Tune; The Rose did caper on her cheek;
The saddest noise, the sweetest noise; The Savior must have been; The Sea said Come
to the Brook; The Service without Hope; The Show is not the Show; The Skies
can't keep their secret!; The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean; The smouldering
embers blush; The Snow that never drifts; The Soul has Bandaged moments; The
Soul selects her own Society; The Soul should always stand ajar; The Soul that
hath a Guest; The Soul unto itself; The Soul's distinct connection; The Soul's
Superior instants; The Spider as an Artist; The Spider holds a Silver Ball; The
Spirit is the Conscious Ear; The Spirit lasts — but in what mode; The spry Arms
of the Wind; The Stars are old, that stood for me; The stem of a departed
Flower; The Stimulus, beyond the Grave; The Suburbs of a Secret; The Summer
that we did not prize; The Sun — just touched the Morning; The Sun and Fog
contested; The Sun and Moon must make their haste; The Sun in reigning to the
West; The Sun is gay or stark; The Sun is one — and on the Tare; The Sun kept
setting — setting — still; The Sun kept stooping — stooping — low!; The Sun
retired to a cloud; The Sun went down — no Man looked on; The Sunrise runs for
Both; The Sunset stopped on Cottages; The sweetest Heresy received; The Sweets
of Pillage, can be known; The Symptom of the Gale; The Test of Love — is Death;
The Things that never can come back, are several; The things we thought that we
should do; The thought beneath so slight a film; The Thrill came slowly like a
Boom for; The Tint I cannot take — is best; The Treason of an accent; The Trees
like Tassels — hit — and swung; The Truth — is stirless; The vastest earthly
Day; The Veins of other Flowers; The Voice that stands for Floods to me; The
waters chased him as he fled; The way Hope builds his House; The Way I read a
Letter's — this; The Way to know the Bobolink; The Well upon the Brook; The
Whole of it came not at once; The Wind — tapped like a tired Man; The Wind
begun to knead the Grass; The Wind didn't come from the Orchard — today; The
wind drew off; The Wind took up the Northern Things; The Winters are so short;
The words the happy say; The Work of Her that went; The World — feels Dusty;
The World — stands — solemner — to me; The worthlessness of Earthly things; The
Zeroes — taught us — Phosphorous; Their Barricade against the Sky; Their
dappled importunity; Their Height in Heaven comforts not; Themself are all I
have; There are two Mays; There are two Ripenings — one — of sight; There came
a Day at Summer's full; There came a Wind like a Bugle; There comes a warning
like a spy; There comes an hour when begging stops; There is a finished
feeling; There is a flower that Bees prefer; There is a June when Corn is cut;
There is a Languor of the Life; There is a morn by men unseen; There is a pain
— so utter; There is a Shame of Nobleness; There is a solitude of space; There
is a word; There is a Zone whose even Years; There is an arid Pleasure; There
is another Loneliness; There is another sky; There is no Frigate like a Book;
There is no Silence in the Earth — so silent; There is a strength in proving
that it can be borne; There's a certain Slant of light; There's been a Death,
in the Opposite House; There's something quieter than sleep; There's the Battle
of Burgoyne; These — saw Visions; These are the days that Reindeer love; These
are the days when Birds come back; These are the Nights that Beetles love;
These are the Signs to Nature's Inns; These Fevered Days — to take them to the
Forest; These held their Wick above the West; These Strangers, in a foreign
World; These tested Our Horizon; They ask but our Delight; They called me to
the Window, for; They dropped like Flakes; They have a little Odor — that to
me; They have not chosen me, he said; They leave us with the Infinite; They
might not need me — yet they might; They put Us far apart; They say that Time
assuages; They shut me up in Prose; They talk as slow as Legends grow; They
won't frown always — some sweet Day; This — is the land — the Sunset washes;
This Bauble was preferred of Bees; This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life; This
Consciousness that is aware; This dirty — little — Heart; This docile one
inter; This Dust, and its Feature; This heart that broke so long; This is a
Blossom of the Brain; This is my letter to the World; This is the place they
hoped before; This Me — that walks and works — must die; This Merit hath the
worst; This quiet Dust was Gentleman and Ladies; This slow Day moved along;
This that would greet — an hour ago; This was a Poet — It is That; This was in
the White of the Year; This World is not Conclusion; Tho' I get home how late —
how late; Tho' my destiny be Fustian; Those — dying then; Those cattle smaller
than a Bee; Those fair — fictitious People; Those final Creatures, — who they
are; Those not live yet; Those who have been in the Grave the longest; Though
the great Waters sleep; Three times — we parted — Breath — and I; Three Weeks
passed since I had seen Her; Through lane it lay — through bramble; Through the
Dark Sod — as Education; Through the strait pass of suffering; Through those
old Grounds of memory; Through what transports of Patience; Tie the Strings to my
Life, My Lord; Till Death — is narrow Loving; Time does go on; Time feels so
vast that were it not; Time's wily Chargers will not wait; Tis Anguish grander
than Delight; Tis customary as we part; Tis easier to pity those when dead; Tis
good — the looking back on Grief; Tis little I — could care for Pearls; Tis my
first night beneath the Sun; Tis not that Dying hurts us so; Tis not the
swaying frame we miss; Tis One by One — the Father counts; Tis Opposites —
entice; Tis Seasons since the Dimpled War; Tis so appalling — it exhilarates;
Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!; Tis Sunrise — Little Maid — Hast Thou; Tis
true — They shut me in the Cold; Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe; Title divine —
is mine!; To be alive — is Power; To be forgot by thee; To break so vast a
Heart; To die — takes just a little while; To die — without the Dying; To
disappear enhances; To do a magnanimous thing; To earn it by disdaining it; To
fight aloud, is very brave; To fill a Gap; To flee from memory; To hang our
head — ostensibly; To hear an Oriole sing; To help our Bleaker Parts; To her
derided Home; To him who keeps an orchis' heart; To his simplicity; To
interrupt His Yellow Plan; To know just how He suffered — would be dear; To
learn the Transport by the Pain; To lose if one can find again; To lose one's
faith — surpass; To lose thee — sweeter than to gain; To love thee Year by
Year; To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee; To make One's Toilette —
after Death; To make Routine a Stimulus; To mend each tattered Faith; To my
quick ear the Leaves — conferred; To my small Hearth His fire came; To offer
brave assistance; To One denied the drink; To own a Susan of my own; To own the
Art within the Soul; To pile like Thunder to its close; To put this World down,
like a Bundle; To see her is a Picture; To see the Summer Sky; To tell the
Beauty would decrease; To the bright east she flies; To the stanch Dust; To
their apartment deep; To this World she returned; To try to speak, and miss the
way; To undertake is to achieve; To venerate the simple days; To wait an Hour —
is long; To Whom the Mornings stand for Nights; Today or this noon; Tomorrow —
whose location; Too cold is this; Too few the mornings be; Too happy Time
dissolves itself; Too little way the House must lie; Too scanty 'twas to die
for you; Touch lightly Nature's sweet Guitar; Tried always and Condemned by
thee; Triumph — may be of several kinds; Trudging to Eden, looking backward;
Trust adjust her Peradventure; Trust in the Unexpected; Trusty as the stars;
Truth — is as old as God; Twas a long Parting — but the time; Twas awkward, but
it fitted me; Twas comfort in her Dying Room; Twas Crisis — All the length had
passed; Twas fighting for his Life he was; Twas here my summer paused; Twas
just this time, last year, I died; Twas later when the summer went; Twas like a
Maelstrom, with a notch; Twas Love — not me; Twas my one Glory; Twas such a
little — little boat; Twas the old — road — through pain; Twas warm — at first
— like Us; Twice had Summer her fair Verdure; Two — were immortal twice; Two
butterflies went out at Noon; Two Lengths has every Day; Two swimmers wrestled
on the spar; Two Travellers perishing in Snow; Twould ease — a Butterfly;
Unable are the Loved to die; Uncertain lease — develops lustre; Under the Light,
yet under; Undue Significance a starving man attaches; Unfulfilled to
Observation; Unit, like Death, for Whom?; Until the Desert knows; Unto a broken
heart; Unto like Story — Trouble has enticed me; Unto Me? I do not know you;
Unto my Books — so good to turn; Unto the Whole — how add?; Unworthy of her
Breast; Up Life's Hill with my little Bundle; Upon a Lilac Sea; Upon Concluded
Lives; Upon his Saddle sprung a Bird; Upon the gallows hung a wretch; Victory
comes late; Volcanoes be in Sicily; Wait till the Majesty of Death; Warm in her
Hand these accents lie; Was not was all the Statement; Water makes many Beds;
Water, is taught by thirst; We — Bee and I — live by the quaffing; We can but
follow to the Sun; We Cover Thee — Sweet Face; We do not know the time we lose;
We do not play on Graves; We don't cry — Tim and I; We dream — it is good we
are dreaming; We grow accustomed to the Dark; We introduce ourselves; We knew
not that we were to live; We learn it in Retreating; We learned the Whole of
Love; We like a Hairbreadth 'scape; We like March; We lose — because we win; We
met as Sparks — Diverging Flints; We miss a Kinsman more; We miss Her, not
because We see; We never know how high we are; We never know we go when we are
going; We outgrow love, like other things; We play at Paste; We pray — to
Heaven; We see — Comparatively; We send the Wave to find the Wave; We shall
find the Cube of the Rainbow; We should not mind so small a flower; We shun
because we prize her Face; We shun it ere it comes; We talked as Girls do; We
talked with each other about each other; We thirst at first — 'tis Nature's
Act; We wear our sober Dresses when we die; We'll pass without the parting;
Went up a year this evening!; Were it but Me that gained the Height; Were it to
be the last; Were natural mortal lady; Wert Thou but ill — that I might show
thee; What care the Dead, for Chanticleer; What did They do since I saw Them?;
What I can do — I will; What I see not, I better see; What if I say I shall not
wait!; What Inn is this; What is — Paradise; What mystery pervades a well!;
What shall I do — it whimpers so; What shall I do when the Summer troubles;
What Soft — Cherubic Creatures; What tenements of clover; What Twigs We held
by; What we see we know somewhat; What would I give to see his face?; Whatever
it is — she has tried it; When a Lover is a Beggar; When Bells stop ringing —
Church — begins; When Continents expire; When Diamonds are a Legend; When Etna
basks and purrs; When I count the seeds; When I have seen the Sun emerge; When
I hoped I feared; When I hoped, I recollect; When I was small, a Woman died;
When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side; When Memory is full;
When Night is almost done; When One has given up One's life; When Roses cease
to bloom, Sir; When the Astronomer stops seeking; When they come back — if
Blossoms do; When we have ceased to care; When we stand on the tops of Things;
Where bells no more affright the morn; Where every bird is bold to go; Where I
am not afraid to go; Where I have lost, I softer tread; Where Roses would not
dare to go; Where Ships of Purple — gently toss; Where Thou art — that — is
Home; Whether my bark went down at sea; Whether they have forgotten; Which is
best? Heaven; Which is the best — the Moon or the Crescent?; Which misses most;
While Asters; While it is alive; While we were fearing it, it came; White as an
Indian Pipe; Who abdicated Ambush; Who Court obtain within Himself; Who Giants
know, with lesser Men; Who goes to dine must take his Feast; Who has not found
the Heaven — below; Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights; Who is the East?; Who
never lost, are unprepared; Who never wanted — maddest Joy; Who occupies this
House?; Who saw no Sunrise cannot say; Who were the Father and the Son; Whoever
disenchants; Whole Gulfs — of Red, and Fleets — of Red; Whose are the little
beds, I asked; Whose cheek is this?; Whose Pink career may have a close; Why —
do they shut Me out of Heaven?; Why do I love You, Sir?; Why make it doubt — it
hurts it so; Why should we hurry — why indeed?; Wild Nights — Wild Nights!;
Will there really be a Morning?; Winter is good — his Hoar Delights; Winter
under cultivation; Witchcraft has not a Pedigree; Witchcraft was hung, in
History; With Pinions of Disdain; With sweetness unabated; With thee, in the Desert;
Within my Garden, rides a Bird; Within my reach!; Within that little Hive;
Within thy Grave!; Without a smile — Without a Throe; Without this — there is
nought; Wolfe demanded during dying; Wonder — is not precisely Knowing; Would
you like summer? Taste of ours; Yesterday is History; You cannot make
Remembrance grow; You cannot put a Fire out; You cannot take itself; You
constituted Time; You know that Portrait in the Moon; You left me — Sire — two
Legacies; You love me — you are sure; You love the Lord — you cannot see; You
said that I was Great — one Day; You see I cannot see — your lifetime; You
taught me Waiting with Myself; You'll find — it when you try to die; You'll
know Her — by Her Foot; You'll know it — as you know 'tis Noon; You're right —
the way is narrow; You've seen Balloons set — Haven't You?; Your Riches —
taught me — Poverty; Your thoughts don't have words every day.
