1339
|
A Bee his burnished Carriage
|
328
|
A Bird came down the Walk
|
229
|
A Burdock -- clawed my Gown
|
1649
|
A Cap of Lead across the sky
|
421
|
A Charm invests a face
|
1443
|
A chilly Peace infests the Grass
|
287
|
A Clock stopped
|
895
|
A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
|
943
|
A Coffin -- is a small Domain,
|
1453
|
A Counterfeit -- a Plated Person --
|
1710
|
A curious Cloud surprised the Sky,
|
87
|
A darting fear -- a pomp -- a tear
|
42
|
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
|
816
|
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
|
1216
|
A Deed knocks first at Thought
|
1437
|
A Dew sufficed itself --
|
1108
|
A Diamond on the Hand
|
1489
|
A Dimple in the Tomb
|
953
|
A Door just opened on a street --
|
859
|
A doubt if it be Us
|
794
|
A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree --
|
1628
|
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork
|
566
|
A Dying Tiger -- moaned for Drink --
|
1711
|
A face devoid of love or grace,
|
1524
|
A faded Boy -- in sallow Clothes
|
161
|
A feather from the Whippoorwill
|
1407
|
A Field of Stubble, lying sere
|
702
|
A first Mute Coming --
|
1621
|
A Flower will not trouble her, it has so small a Foot,
|
1154
|
A full fed Rose on meals of Tint
|
173
|
A fuzzy fellow, without feet,
|
1123
|
A great Hope fell
|
353
|
A happy lip -- breaks sudden
|
399
|
A House upon the Height
|
74
|
A Lady red -- amid the Hill
|
1650
|
A lane of Yellow led the eye
|
1639
|
A Letter is a joy of Earth --
|
812
|
A Light exists in Spring
|
159
|
A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb
|
1185
|
A little Dog that wags his tail
|
59
|
A little East of Jordan,
|
1333
|
A little Madness in the Spring
|
1467
|
A little overflowing word
|
647
|
A little Road -- not made of Man --
|
1444
|
A little Snow was here and there
|
654
|
A long -- long Sleep -- A famous -- Sleep --
|
959
|
A loss of something ever felt I --
|
952
|
A Man may make a Remark --
|
283
|
A Mien to move a Queen
|
1117
|
A Mine there is no Man would own
|
841
|
A Moth the hue of this
|
416
|
A Murmur in the Trees -- to note
|
986
|
A narrow Fellow in the Grass
|
963
|
A nearness to Tremendousness --
|
471
|
A Night -- there lay the Days between
|
1530
|
A Pang is more conspicuous in Spring
|
1712
|
A Pit -- but Heaven over it --
|
806
|
A Planted Life -- diversified
|
78
|
A poor -- torn heart -- a tattered heart
|
371
|
A precious -- mouldering pleasure -- 'tis
|
652
|
A Prison gets to be a friend --
|
1177
|
A prompt -- executive Bird is the Jay --
|
1340
|
A Rat surrendered here
|
1463
|
A Route of Evanescence
|
1374
|
A Saucer holds a Cup
|
100
|
A science -- so the Savants say,
|
381
|
A Secret told
|
19
|
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
|
882
|
A Shade upon the mind there passes
|
278
|
A shady friend -- for Torrid days
|
1044
|
A Sickness of this World it most occasions
|
1343
|
A single Clover Plank
|
263
|
A single Screw of Flesh
|
204
|
A slash of Blue
|
1622
|
A Sloop of Amber slips away
|
1198
|
A soft Sea washed around the House
|
271
|
A solemn thing -- it was -- I said
|
483
|
A Solemn thing within the Soul
|
122
|
A something in a summer's Day
|
719
|
A South Wind -- has a pathos
|
1211
|
A Sparrow took a Slice of Twig
|
1138
|
A Spider sewed at Night
|
1281
|
A stagnant pleasure like a Pool
|
601
|
A still -- Volcano -- Life --
|
701
|
A Thought went up my mind today --
|
71
|
A throe upon the features
|
583
|
A Toad, can die of Light --
|
400
|
A Tongue -- to tell Him I am true!
|
459
|
A Tooth upon Our Peace
|
1761
|
A train went through a burial gate,
|
184
|
A transport one cannot contain
|
391
|
A Visitor in Marl
|
264
|
A Weight with Needles on the pounds
|
461
|
A Wife -- at daybreak I shall be
|
1415
|
A wild Blue sky abreast of Winds
|
1259
|
A Wind that rose
|
1468
|
A winged spark doth soar about --
|
1261
|
A Word dropped careless on a Page
|
1212
|
A word is dead
|
1651
|
A Word made Flesh is seldom
|
1623
|
A World made penniless by that departure
|
165
|
A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest
|
1531
|
Above Oblivion's Tide there is a Pier
|
1317
|
Abraham to kill him --
|
860
|
Absence disembodies -- so does Death
|
927
|
Absent Place -- an April Day --
|
30
|
Adrift! A little boat adrift!
|
1652
|
Advance is Life's condition
|
608
|
Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?
|
1147
|
After a hundred years
|
1395
|
After all Birds have been investigated and laid aside --
|
341
|
After great pain, a formal feeling comes
|
1148
|
After the Sun comes out
|
663
|
Again -- his voice is at the door --
|
240
|
Ah, Moon -- and Star!
|
177
|
Ah, Necromancy Sweet!
|
666
|
Ah, Teneriffe!
|
1060
|
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor,
|
749
|
All but Death, can be Adjusted --
|
820
|
All Circumstances are the Frame
|
966
|
All forgot for recollecting
|
819
|
All I may, if small,
|
1193
|
All men for Honor hardest work
|
148
|
All overgrown by cunning moss,
|
1496
|
All that I do
|
334
|
All the letters I can write
|
22
|
All these my banners be.
|
1512
|
All things swept sole away
|
1167
|
Alone and in a Circumstance
|
298
|
Alone, I cannot be
|
729
|
Alter! When the Hills do --
|
366
|
Although I put away his life
|
839
|
Always Mine!
|
68
|
Ambition cannot find him.
|
829
|
Ample make this Bed --
|
140
|
An altered look about the hills
|
1345
|
An antiquated Grace
|
1514
|
An Antiquated Tree
|
1192
|
An honest Tear
|
825
|
An Hour is a Sea
|
552
|
An ignorance a Sunset
|
913
|
And this of all my Hopes
|
1492
|
"And with what body do they come?" --
|
94
|
Angels, in the early morning
|
386
|
Answer July
|
852
|
Apology for Her
|
1624
|
Apparently with no surprise
|
70
|
"Arcturus" is his other name
|
1199
|
Are Friends Delight or Pain?
|
1629
|
Arrows enamored of his Heart --
|
1282
|
Art thou the thing I wanted?
|
110
|
Artists wrestled here!
|
88
|
As by the dead we love to sit,
|
133
|
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
|
884
|
As Everywhere of Silver
|
496
|
As far from pity, as complaint
|
1630
|
As from the earth the light Balloon
|
951
|
As Frost is best conceived
|
323
|
As if I asked a common Alms
|
180
|
As if some little Arctic flower
|
695
|
As if the Sea should part
|
1540
|
As imperceptibly as Grief
|
1168
|
As old as Woe --
|
957
|
As One does Sickness over
|
960
|
As plan for Noon and plan for Night
|
981
|
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer
|
1713
|
As subtle as tomorrow
|
1346
|
As Summer into Autumn slips
|
872
|
As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies
|
121
|
As Watchers hang upon the East,
|
1653
|
As we pass Houses musing slow
|
1050
|
As willing lid o'er weary eye
|
1063
|
Ashes denote that Fire was --
|
1084
|
At Half past Three, a single Bird
|
174
|
At last, to be identified!
|
502
|
At least -- to pray -- is left -- is left --
|
618
|
At leisure is the Soul
|
1002
|
Aurora is the effort
|
748
|
Autumn -- overlooked my Knitting --
|
1
|
Awake ye muses nine
|
821
|
Away from Home are some and I --
|
1625
|
Back from the cordial Grave I drag thee
|
17
|
Baffled for just a day or two
|
854
|
Banish Air from Air --
|
845
|
Be Mine the Doom --
|
516
|
Beauty -- be not caused -- It Is --
|
1654
|
Beauty crowds me till I die
|
1093
|
Because 'twas Riches I could own,
|
1229
|
Because He loves Her
|
712
|
Because I could not stop for Death --
|
1200
|
Because my Brook is fluent
|
1260
|
Because that you are going
|
869
|
Because the Bee may blameless hum
|
1035
|
Bee! I'm expecting you!
|
1405
|
Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles --
|
834
|
Before He comes we weigh the Time!
|
327
|
Before I got my eye put out
|
37
|
Before the ice is in the pools
|
1465
|
Before you thought of Spring
|
721
|
Behind Me -- dips Eternity --
|
1438
|
Behold this little Bane --
|
1459
|
Belshazzar had a Letter --
|
784
|
Bereaved of all, I went abroad --
|
645
|
Bereavement in their death to feel
|
131
|
Besides the Autumn poets sing
|
977
|
Besides this May
|
684
|
Best Gains -- must have the Losses' Test --
|
998
|
Best Things dwell out of Sight
|
1158
|
Best Witchcraft is Geometry
|
1641
|
Betrothed to Righteousness might be
|
503
|
Better -- than Music! For I -- who heard it --
|
905
|
Between My Country -- and the Others --
|
1101
|
Between the form of Life and Life
|
1005
|
Bind me -- I still can sing --
|
1488
|
Birthday of but a single pang
|
228
|
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple
|
147
|
Bless God, he went as soldiers,
|
1553
|
Bliss is the plaything of the child --
|
1058
|
Bloom -- is Result -- to meet a Flower
|
667
|
Bloom upon the Mountain -- stated --
|
1578
|
Blossoms will run away,
|
269
|
Bound -- a trouble
|
128
|
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
|
1366
|
Brother of Ingots -- Ah Peru --
|
558
|
But little Carmine hath her face --
|
1714
|
By a departing light
|
109
|
By a flower -- By a letter
|
55
|
By Chivalries as tiny,
|
1563
|
By homely gift and hindered Words
|
797
|
By my Window have I for Scenery
|
38
|
By such and such an offering
|
1537
|
Candor -- my tepid friend --
|
1620
|
Circumference thou Bride of Awe
|
492
|
Civilization -- spurns -- the Leopard!
|
1566
|
Climbing to reach the costly Hearts
|
129
|
Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
|
970
|
Color -- Caste -- Denomination --
|
1542
|
Come show thy Durham Breast
|
211
|
Come slowly -- Eden!
|
1655
|
Conferring with myself
|
1268
|
Confirming All who analyze
|
562
|
Conjecturing a Climate
|
679
|
Conscious am I in my Chamber,
|
1715
|
Consulting summer's clock,
|
1165
|
Contained in this short Life
|
1589
|
Cosmopolities without a plea
|
447
|
Could -- I do more -- for Thee
|
1283
|
Could Hope inspect her Basis
|
220
|
Could I -- then -- shut the door
|
661
|
Could I but ride indefinite
|
43
|
Could live -- did live
|
1409
|
Could mortal lip divine
|
1493
|
Could that sweet Darkness where they dwell
|
1074
|
Count not that far that can be had,
|
889
|
Crisis is a Hair
|
1416
|
Crisis is sweet and yet the Heart
|
997
|
Crumbling is not an instant's Act
|
365
|
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
|
1320
|
Dear March -- Come in --
|
976
|
Death is a Dialogue between
|
1716
|
Death is like the insect
|
548
|
Death is potential to that Man
|
1445
|
Death is the supple Suitor
|
935
|
Death leaves Us homesick, who behind,
|
360
|
Death sets a Thing significant
|
1375
|
Death warrants are supposed to be
|
1296
|
Death's Waylaying not the sharpest
|
1595
|
Declaiming Waters none may dread --
|
730
|
Defrauded I a Butterfly --
|
58
|
Delayed till she had ceased to know
|
572
|
Delight -- becomes pictorial --
|
257
|
Delight is as the flight
|
1299
|
Delight's Despair at setting
|
965
|
Denial -- is the only fact
|
524
|
Departed -- to the Judgment --
|
773
|
Deprived of other Banquet,
|
799
|
Despair's advantage is achieved
|
1097
|
Dew -- is the Freshet in the Grass --
|
1717
|
Did life's penurious length
|
393
|
Did Our Best Moment last
|
213
|
Did the Harebell loose her girdle
|
1014
|
Did We abolish Frost
|
267
|
Did we disobey Him?
|
590
|
Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth --
|
1155
|
Distance -- is not the Realm of Fox
|
20
|
Distrustful of the Gentian
|
432
|
Do People moulder equally,
|
1257
|
Dominion lasts until obtained --
|
617
|
Don't put up my Thread and Needle --
|
475
|
Doom is the House without the Door
|
275
|
Doubt Me! My Dim Companion!
|
1656
|
Down Time's quaint stream
|
893
|
Drab Habitation of Whom?
|
741
|
Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day
|
450
|
Dreams -- are well -- but Waking's better,
|
1376
|
Dreams are the subtle Dower
|
665
|
Dropped into the Ether Acre --
|
1718
|
Drowning is not so pitiful
|
153
|
Dust is the only Secret
|
1003
|
Dying at my music!
|
831
|
Dying! To be afraid of thee
|
158
|
Dying! Dying in the night!
|
680
|
Each Life Converges to some Centre --
|
877
|
Each Scar I'll keep for Him
|
879
|
Each Second is the last
|
1605
|
Each that we lose takes part of us;
|
1657
|
Eden is that old-fashioned House
|
1254
|
Elijah's Wagon knew no thill
|
1321
|
Elizabeth told Essex
|
1760
|
Elysium is as far as to
|
662
|
Embarrassment of one another
|
587
|
Empty my Heart, of Thee --
|
1658
|
Endanger it, and the Demand
|
1088
|
Ended, ere it begun --
|
521
|
Endow the Living -- with the Tears --
|
1347
|
Escape is such a thankful Word
|
867
|
Escaping backward to perceive
|
675
|
Essential Oils -- are wrung --
|
1474
|
Estranged from Beauty -- none can be --
|
472
|
Except the Heaven had come so near
|
1067
|
Except the smaller size
|
154
|
Except to Heaven, she is nought.
|
383
|
Exhilaration -- is within
|
1118
|
Exhilaration is the Breeze
|
1584
|
Expanse cannot be lost --
|
807
|
Expectation -- is Contentment --
|
910
|
Experience is the Angled Road
|
1770
|
Experiment escorts us last --
|
1073
|
Experiment to me
|
1643
|
Extol thee -- could I? Then I will
|
76
|
Exultation is the going
|
1497
|
Facts by our side are never sudden
|
938
|
Fairer through Fading -- as the Day
|
185
|
"Faith" is a fine invention
|
915
|
Faith -- is the Pierless Bridge
|
1357
|
"Faithful to the end" Amended
|
1007
|
Falsehood of Thee could I suppose
|
1763
|
Fame is a bee.
|
1659
|
Fame is a fickle food
|
1475
|
Fame is the one that does not stay --
|
866
|
Fame is the tine that Scholars leave
|
713
|
Fame of Myself, to justify,
|
1066
|
Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
|
1021
|
Far from Love the Heavenly Father
|
1031
|
Fate slew Him, but He did not drop --
|
1596
|
Few, yet enough,
|
870
|
Finding is the first Act
|
847
|
Finite -- to fail, but infinite to Venture --
|
968
|
Fitter to see Him, I may be
|
1322
|
Floss won't save you from an Abyss
|
137
|
Flowers -- Well -- if anybody
|
1538
|
Follow wise Orion
|
382
|
For Death -- or rather
|
125
|
For each ecstatic instant
|
143
|
For every Bird a Nest
|
309
|
For largest Woman's Hearth I knew
|
195
|
For this -- accepted Breath
|
1377
|
Forbidden Fruit a flavor has
|
624
|
Forever -- it composed of Nows --
|
246
|
Forever at His side to walk
|
1570
|
Forever honored by the Tree
|
438
|
Forget! The lady with the Amulet
|
1217
|
Fortitude incarnate
|
742
|
Four Trees -- upon a solitary Acre --
|
6
|
Frequently the wood are pink
|
1318
|
Frigid and sweet Her parting Face --
|
1532
|
From all the Jails the Boys and Girls
|
761
|
From Blank to Blank --
|
354
|
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
|
1300
|
From his slim Palace in the Dust
|
890
|
From Us She wandered now a Year,
|
345
|
Funny -- to be a Century
|
1068
|
Further in Summer than the Birds
|
34
|
Garland for Queens, may be
|
1370
|
Gathered into the Earth,
|
310
|
Give little Anguish
|
817
|
Given in Marriage unto Thee
|
1498
|
Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril
|
619
|
Glee -- The great storm is over --
|
1660
|
Glory is that bright tragic thing
|
72
|
Glowing is her Bonnet,
|
1434
|
Go not too near a House of Rose --
|
1297
|
Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself
|
1554
|
"Go tell it" -- What a Message --
|
1513
|
"Go travelling with us!"
|
1638
|
Go thy great way!
|
791
|
God gave a Loaf to every Bird --
|
357
|
God is a distant -- stately Lover
|
1719
|
God is indeed a jealous God --
|
442
|
God made a little Gentian
|
1163
|
God made no act without a cause,
|
231
|
God permits industrious Angels
|
79
|
Going to Heaven!
|
494
|
Going to Him! Happy letter!
|
425
|
Good Morning -- Midnight
|
259
|
Good Night! Which put the Candle out?
|
114
|
Good night, because we must,
|
842
|
Good to hide, and hear 'em hunt!
|
989
|
Gratitude -- is not the mention
|
102
|
Great Caesar! Condescend
|
1159
|
Great Streets of silence led away
|
793
|
Grief is a Mouse --
|
750
|
Growth of Man -- like Growth of Nature --
|
1661
|
Guest am I to have
|
1720
|
Had I known that the first was the last
|
1233
|
Had I not seen the Sun
|
904
|
Had I not This, or This, I said,
|
522
|
Had I presumed to hope --
|
1253
|
Had this one Day not been.
|
1124
|
Had we known the Ton she bore
|
1284
|
Had we our senses
|
736
|
Have any like Myself
|
136
|
Have you got a Brook in your little heart,
|
1587
|
He ate and drank the precious Words --
|
203
|
He forgot -- and I -- remembered
|
759
|
He fought like those Who've nought to lose --
|
603
|
He found my Being -- set it up --
|
315
|
He fumbles at your Soul
|
567
|
He gave away his Life --
|
1160
|
He is alive, this morning --
|
1525
|
He lived the Life of Ambush
|
865
|
He outstripped Time with but a Bout,
|
517
|
He parts Himself -- like Leaves --
|
1207
|
He preached upon "Breadth" till it argued him narrow --
|
273
|
He put the Belt around my life
|
1062
|
He scanned it -- staggered --
|
497
|
He strained my faith
|
763
|
He told a homely tale
|
506
|
He touched me, so I live to know
|
1721
|
He was my host -- he was my guest,
|
190
|
He was weak, and I was strong -- then
|
1662
|
He went by sleep that drowsy route
|
969
|
He who in Himself believes --
|
47
|
Heart! We will forget him!
|
83
|
Heart, not so heavy as mine
|
370
|
Heaven is so far of the Mind
|
239
|
"Heaven" -- is what I cannot reach!
|
575
|
"Heaven" has different Signs -- to me --
|
1461
|
"Heavenly Father" -- take to thee
|
312
|
Her -- "last Poems"
|
84
|
Her breast is fit for pearls,
|
1722
|
Her face was in a bed of hair,
|
795
|
Her final Summer was it --
|
810
|
Her Grace is all she has --
|
1038
|
Her little Parasol to lift
|
1562
|
Her Losses make our Gains ashamed --
|
514
|
Her smile was shaped like other smiles --
|
1139
|
Her sovereign People
|
1486
|
Her spirit rose to such a height
|
649
|
Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead
|
518
|
Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night
|
1037
|
Here, where the Daisies fit my Head
|
899
|
Herein a Blossom lies --
|
1723
|
High from the earth I heard a bird,
|
1034
|
His Bill an Auger is
|
1102
|
His Bill is clasped -- his Eye forsook --
|
1460
|
His Cheek is his Biographer --
|
916
|
His Feet are shod with Gauze --
|
1378
|
His Heart was darker than the starless night
|
1522
|
His little Hearse like Figure
|
1379
|
His Mansion in the Pool
|
1446
|
His Mind like Fabrics of the East
|
1663
|
His mind of man, a secret makes
|
1526
|
His oriental heresies
|
1476
|
His voice decrepit was with Joy --
|
1392
|
Hope is a strange invention --
|
1547
|
Hope is a subtle Glutton --
|
254
|
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
|
127
|
"Houses" -- so the Wise Men tell me
|
1433
|
How brittle are the Piers
|
1724
|
How dare the robins sing,
|
1477
|
How destitute is he
|
929
|
How far is it to Heaven?
|
1499
|
How firm Eternity must look
|
1371
|
How fits his Umber Coat
|
1771
|
How fleet -- how indiscreet an one --
|
897
|
How fortunate the Grave --
|
1447
|
How good his Lava Bed,
|
898
|
How happy I was if I could forget
|
1510
|
How happy is the little Stone
|
1417
|
How Human Nature dotes
|
1364
|
How know it from a Summer's Day?
|
1418
|
How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights --
|
404
|
How many Flowers fail in Wood
|
1150
|
How many schemes may die
|
187
|
How many times these low feet staggered
|
1517
|
How much of Source escapes with thee --
|
1380
|
How much the present moment means
|
1319
|
How News must feel when travelling
|
282
|
How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand,
|
1439
|
How ruthless are the gentle --
|
368
|
How sick -- to wait -- in any place -- but thine
|
1571
|
How slow the Wind --
|
1448
|
How soft a Caterpillar steps --
|
1334
|
How soft this Prison is
|
1008
|
How still the Bells in Steeples stand
|
291
|
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
|
923
|
How the Waters closed above Him
|
837
|
How well I knew Her not
|
1090
|
I am afraid to own a Body --
|
470
|
I am alive -- I guess
|
473
|
I am ashamed -- I hide
|
621
|
I asked no other thing --
|
1215
|
I bet with every Wind that blew
|
272
|
I breathed enough to take the Trick
|
132
|
I bring an unaccustomed wine
|
223
|
I Came to buy a smile -- today
|
252
|
I can wade Grief
|
65
|
I can't tell you -- but you feel it
|
914
|
I cannot be ashamed
|
840
|
I cannot buy it -- 'tis not sold --
|
326
|
I cannot dance upon my Toes
|
640
|
I cannot live with You --
|
1051
|
I cannot meet the Spring unmoved --
|
1262
|
I cannot see my soul but know 'tis there
|
1301
|
I cannot want it more --
|
178
|
I cautious, scanned my little life
|
697
|
I could bring You Jewels -- had I a mind to --
|
570
|
I could die -- to know --
|
818
|
I could not drink it, Sweet,
|
563
|
I could not prove the Years had feet --
|
643
|
I could suffice for Him, I knew --
|
588
|
I cried at Pity -- not at Pain --
|
550
|
I cross till I am weary
|
1664
|
I did not reach Thee
|
449
|
I died for Beauty -- but was scarce
|
348
|
I dreaded that first Robin, so,
|
657
|
I dwell in Possibility --
|
498
|
I envy Seas, whereon He rides
|
543
|
I fear a Man of frugal Speech --
|
937
|
I felt a Cleaving in my Mind --
|
280
|
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
|
351
|
I felt my life with both my hands
|
1109
|
I fit for them --
|
581
|
I found the words to every thought
|
359
|
I gained it so
|
580
|
I gave myself to Him --
|
293
|
I got so I could take his name
|
1555
|
I groped for him before I knew
|
1057
|
I had a daily Bliss
|
23
|
I had a guinea golden
|
579
|
I had been hungry, all the Years --
|
542
|
I had no Cause to be awake --
|
478
|
I had no time to Hate
|
398
|
I had not minded -- Walls
|
116
|
I had some things that I called mine
|
349
|
I had the Glory -- that will do
|
5
|
I have a Bird in spring
|
103
|
I have a King, who does not speak
|
175
|
I have never seen "Volcanoes"
|
1398
|
I have no Life but this --
|
50
|
I haven't told my garden yet
|
465
|
I heard a Fly buzz -- when I died
|
1039
|
I heard, as if I had no Ear
|
245
|
I held a Jewel in my fingers
|
903
|
I hide myself within my flower,
|
46
|
I keep my pledge.
|
1022
|
I knew that I had gained
|
337
|
I know a place where Summer strives
|
372
|
I know lives, I could miss
|
1665
|
I know of people in the Grave
|
289
|
I know some lonely Houses off the Road
|
1285
|
I know Suspense -- it steps so terse
|
338
|
I know that He exists.
|
460
|
I know where Wells grow -- Droughtless Wells
|
944
|
I learned -- at least -- what Home could be --
|
241
|
I like a look of Agony,
|
585
|
I like to see it lap the Miles --
|
463
|
I live with Him -- I see His face
|
770
|
I lived on Dread --
|
181
|
I lost a World -- the other day!
|
843
|
I made slow Riches but my Gain
|
909
|
I make His Crescent fill or lack --
|
739
|
I many times thought Peace had come
|
718
|
I meant to find Her when I came --
|
476
|
I meant to have but modest needs
|
561
|
I measure every Grief I meet
|
166
|
I met a King this afternoon!
|
413
|
I never felt at Home -- Below
|
1323
|
I never hear that one is dead
|
77
|
I never hear the word "escape"
|
49
|
I never lost as much but twice
|
1052
|
I never saw a Moor --
|
11
|
I never told the buried gold
|
1149
|
I noticed People disappeared
|
51
|
I often passed the village
|
402
|
I pay -- in Satin Cash
|
801
|
I play at Riches -- to appease
|
576
|
I prayed, at first, a little Girl,
|
412
|
I read my sentence -- steadily
|
301
|
I reason, Earth is short
|
569
|
I reckon -- when I count it all --
|
41
|
I robbed the Woods
|
616
|
I rose -- because He sank --
|
378
|
I saw no Way -- The Heavens were stitched
|
1267
|
I saw that the Flake was on it
|
1502
|
I saw the wind within her
|
611
|
I see thee better -- in the Dark --
|
1666
|
I see thee clearer for the Grave
|
308
|
I send Two Sunsets
|
1324
|
I send you a decrepit flower
|
250
|
I shall keep singing!
|
193
|
I shall know why -- when Time is over
|
1410
|
I shall not murmur if at last
|
313
|
I should have been too glad, I see
|
1197
|
I should not dare to be so sad
|
205
|
I should not dare to leave my friend,
|
446
|
I showed her Heights she never saw
|
850
|
I sing to use the Waiting
|
708
|
I sometimes drop it, for a Quick --
|
520
|
I started Early -- Took my Dog --
|
520
|
I started Early -- Took my Dog --
|
875
|
I stepped from Plank to Plank
|
200
|
I stole them from a Bee
|
1360
|
I sued the News -- yet feared -- the News
|
1381
|
I suppose the time will come
|
214
|
I taste a liquor never brewed
|
339
|
I tend my flowers for thee
|
593
|
I think I was enchanted
|
237
|
I think just how my shape will rise
|
1302
|
I think that the Root of the Wind is Water --
|
525
|
I think the Hemlock likes to stand
|
635
|
I think the longest Hour of all
|
646
|
I think to Live -- may be a Bliss
|
1286
|
I thought that nature was enough
|
1449
|
I thought the Train would never come --
|
443
|
I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl
|
540
|
I took my Power in my Hand --
|
1725
|
I took one Draught of Life --
|
532
|
I tried to think a lonelier Thing
|
731
|
"I want" -- it pleaded -- All its life --
|
1009
|
I was a Phoebe -- nothing more --
|
486
|
I was the slightest in the House
|
629
|
I watched the Moon around the House
|
1667
|
I watcher her face to see which way
|
374
|
I went to Heaven
|
363
|
I went to thank Her
|
1269
|
I worked for chaff and earning Wheat
|
16
|
I would distil a cup
|
505
|
I would not paint -- a picture --
|
609
|
I Years had been from Home
|
1349
|
I'd rather recollect a setting
|
427
|
I'll clutch -- and clutch
|
687
|
I'll send the feather from my Hat!
|
318
|
I'll tell you how the Sun rose
|
199
|
I'm "wife" -- I've finished that
|
508
|
I'm ceded -- I've stopped being Theirs --
|
288
|
I'm Nobody! Who are you?
|
373
|
I'm saying every day
|
529
|
I'm sorry for the Dead -- Today --
|
176
|
I'm the little "Heart's Ease"!
|
1046
|
I've dropped my Brain -- My Soul is numb --
|
1729
|
I've got an arrow here.
|
183
|
I've heard an Organ talk, sometimes
|
243
|
I've known a Heaven, like a Tent
|
881
|
I've none to tell me to but Thee
|
224
|
I've nothing else -- to bring, You know
|
547
|
I've seen a Dying Eye
|
983
|
Ideals are the Fairly Oil
|
1726
|
If all the griefs I am to have
|
358
|
If any sink, assure that this, now standing
|
509
|
If anybody's friend be dead
|
775
|
If Blame be my side -- forfeit Me --
|
1727
|
If ever the lid gets off my head
|
236
|
If He dissolve -- then
|
734
|
If He were living -- dare I ask --
|
919
|
If I can stop one Heart from breaking
|
179
|
If I could bribe them by a Rose
|
1668
|
If I could tell how glad I was
|
577
|
If I may have it, when it's dead,
|
56
|
If I should cease to bring a Rose
|
54
|
If I should die,
|
182
|
If I shouldn't be alive
|
256
|
If I'm lost -- now
|
921
|
If it had no pencil
|
1234
|
If my Bark sink
|
1085
|
If Nature smiles -- the Mother must
|
63
|
If pain for peace prepares
|
33
|
If recollecting were forgetting,
|
44
|
If she had been the Mistletoe
|
168
|
If the foolish, call them "flowers"
|
120
|
If this is "fading"
|
29
|
If those I loved were lost
|
407
|
If What we could -- were what we would
|
1469
|
If wrecked upon the Shoal of Thought
|
511
|
If you were coming in the Fall,
|
292
|
If your Nerve, deny you
|
1556
|
Image of Light, Adieu --
|
1205
|
Immortal is an ample word
|
1594
|
Immured in Heaven!
|
838
|
Impossibility, like Wine
|
169
|
In Ebon Box, when years have flown
|
614
|
In falling Timbers buried --
|
124
|
In lands I never saw -- they say
|
1382
|
In many and reportless places
|
117
|
In rags mysterious as these
|
1669
|
In snow thou comest --
|
1287
|
In this short Life
|
1145
|
In thy long Paradise of Light
|
1670
|
In Winter in my Room
|
582
|
Inconceivably solemn!
|
340
|
Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
|
1270
|
Is Heaven a Physician?
|
1728
|
Is Immortality a bane
|
417
|
Is it dead -- Find it
|
1637
|
Is it too late to touch you, Dear?
|
218
|
Is it true, dear Sue?
|
597
|
It always felt to me -- a wrong
|
978
|
It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon --
|
1230
|
It came at last but prompter Death
|
1500
|
It came his turn to beg --
|
221
|
It can't be "Summer"!
|
584
|
It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
|
39
|
It did not surprise me
|
426
|
It don't sound so terrible -- quite -- as it did
|
747
|
It dropped so low -- in my Regard --
|
444
|
It feels a shame to be Alive
|
774
|
It is a lonesome Glee --
|
946
|
It is an honorable Thought
|
244
|
It is easy to work when the soul is at play
|
560
|
It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation --
|
559
|
It knew no Medicine --
|
620
|
It makes no difference abroad --
|
405
|
It might be lonelier
|
1023
|
It rises -- passes -- on our South
|
311
|
It sifts from Leaden Sieves
|
1397
|
It sounded as if the Streets were running
|
1457
|
It stole along so stealthy
|
362
|
It struck me -- every Day
|
723
|
It tossed -- and tossed --
|
600
|
It troubled me as once I was --
|
876
|
It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone
|
1419
|
It was a quiet seeming Day --
|
1053
|
It was a quiet way --
|
454
|
It was given to me by the Gods
|
510
|
It was not Death, for I stood up,
|
1092
|
It was not Saint -- it was too large --
|
623
|
It was too late for Man --
|
342
|
It will be Summer -- eventually.
|
612
|
It would have starved a Gnat --
|
430
|
It would never be Common -- more -- I said
|
1579
|
It would not know if it were spurned,
|
26
|
It's all I have to bring today
|
390
|
It's coming -- the postponeless Creature
|
724
|
It's easy to invent a Life --
|
297
|
It's like the Light
|
189
|
It's such a little thing to weep
|
495
|
It's thoughts -- and just One Heart
|
1225
|
Its Hour with itself
|
1501
|
Its little Ether Hood
|
225
|
Jesus! thy Crucifix
|
788
|
Joy to have merited the Pain --
|
1671
|
Judgment is justest
|
848
|
Just as He spoke it from his Hands
|
160
|
Just lost, when I was saved!
|
1076
|
Just Once! Oh least Request!
|
317
|
Just so -- Jesus -- raps
|
238
|
Kill your Balm -- and its Odors bless you
|
1325
|
Knock with tremor --
|
433
|
Knows how to forget!
|
1768
|
Lad of Athens, faithful be
|
1288
|
Lain in Nature -- so suffice us
|
1393
|
Lay this Laurel on the One
|
676
|
Least Bee that brew --
|
212
|
Least Rivers -- docile to some sea
|
1289
|
Left in immortal Youth
|
1156
|
Lest any doubt that we are glad that they were born Today
|
1169
|
Lest they should come -- is all my fear
|
1043
|
Lest this be Heaven indeed
|
1065
|
Let down the Bars, Oh Death --
|
1335
|
Let me not mar that perfect Dream
|
1772
|
Let me not thirst with this Hock at my Lip,
|
1218
|
Let my first Knowing be of thee
|
728
|
Let Us play Yesterday --
|
1730
|
"Lethe" in my flower,
|
698
|
Life -- is what we make of it --
|
706
|
Life, and Death, and Giants --
|
1348
|
Lift it -- with the Feathers
|
862
|
Light is sufficient to itself --
|
1672
|
Lightly stepped a yellow star
|
1252
|
Like Brooms of Steel
|
458
|
Like eyes that looked on Wastes
|
513
|
Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews,
|
60
|
Like her the Saints retire,
|
1105
|
Like Men and Women Shadows walk
|
595
|
Like Mighty Foot Lights -- burned the Red
|
1235
|
Like Rain it sounded till it curved
|
302
|
Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
|
1236
|
Like Time's insidious wrinkle
|
1224
|
Like Trains of Cars on Tracks of Plush
|
1557
|
Lives he in any other world
|
1383
|
Long Years apart -- can make no
|
1255
|
Longing is like the Seed
|
1478
|
Look back on Time, with kindly eyes --
|
917
|
Love -- is anterior to Life --
|
924
|
Love -- is that later Thing than Death --
|
453
|
Love -- thou art high
|
1731
|
Love can do all but raise the Dead
|
1485
|
Love is done when Love's begun,
|
826
|
Love reckons by itself -- alone --
|
1368
|
Love's stricken "why"
|
69
|
Low at my problem bending,
|
1350
|
Luck is not chance --
|
188
|
Make me a picture of the sun
|
164
|
Mama never forgets her birds,
|
276
|
Many a phrase has the English language
|
123
|
Many cross the Rhine
|
1404
|
March is the Month of Expectation.
|
431
|
Me -- come! My dazzled face
|
642
|
Me from Myself -- to banish --
|
537
|
Me prove it now -- Whoever doubt
|
268
|
Me, change! Me, alter!
|
1548
|
Meeting by Accident,
|
962
|
Midsummer, was it, when They died --
|
528
|
Mine -- by the Right of the White Election!
|
1509
|
Mine Enemy is growing old --
|
422
|
More Life -- went out -- when He went
|
1503
|
More than the Grave is closed to me --
|
197
|
Morning -- is the place for Dew
|
198
|
Morning -- is the place for Dew
|
1577
|
Morning is due to all --
|
300
|
"Morning" -- means "Milking" -- to the Farmer
|
1610
|
Morning that comes but once,
|
27
|
Morns like these -- we parted
|
760
|
Most she touched me by her muteness --
|
435
|
Much Madness is divinest Sense
|
157
|
Musicians wrestle everywhere
|
571
|
Must be a Woe --
|
151
|
Mute thy Coronation
|
932
|
My best Acquaintances are those
|
1099
|
My Cocoon tightens -- Colors tease --
|
1511
|
My country need not change her gown,
|
202
|
My Eye is fuller than my vase
|
766
|
My Faith is larger than the Hills --
|
574
|
My first well Day -- since many ill --
|
118
|
My friend attacks my friend!
|
92
|
My friend must be a Bird
|
484
|
My Garden -- like the Beach
|
1178
|
My God -- He sees thee --
|
1237
|
My Heart ran so to thee
|
1027
|
My Heart upon a little Plate
|
1732
|
My life closed twice before its close --
|
754
|
My Life had stood -- a Loaded Gun --
|
1403
|
My Maker -- let me be
|
95
|
My nosegays are for Captives
|
564
|
My period had come for Prayer --
|
639
|
My Portion is Defeat -- today --
|
343
|
My Reward for Being, was This.
|
162
|
My River runs to thee
|
1019
|
My Season's furthest Flower --
|
753
|
My Soul -- accused me -- And I quailed --
|
1227
|
My Triumph lasted till the Drums
|
1549
|
My Wars are laid away in Books --
|
10
|
My wheel is in the dark!
|
751
|
My Worthiness is all my Doubt --
|
1089
|
Myself can read the Telegrams
|
488
|
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter
|
314
|
Nature -- sometimes sears a Sapling
|
790
|
Nature -- the Gentlest Mother is,
|
1170
|
Nature affects to be sedate
|
835
|
Nature and God -- I neither knew
|
1336
|
Nature assigns the Sun --
|
1673
|
Nature can do no more
|
668
|
"Nature" is what we see --
|
1045
|
Nature rarer uses Yellow
|
746
|
Never for Society
|
99
|
New feet within my garden go
|
1516
|
No Autumn's intercepting Chill
|
755
|
No Bobolink -- reverse His Singing
|
1561
|
No Brigadier throughout the Year
|
515
|
No Crowd that has occurred
|
1574
|
No ladder needs the bird but skies
|
1626
|
No Life can pompless pass away --
|
477
|
No Man can compass a Despair
|
1733
|
No man saw awe, nor to his house
|
704
|
No matter -- now -- Sweet --
|
1541
|
No matter where the Saints abide,
|
804
|
No Notice gave She, but a Change --
|
982
|
No Other can reduce
|
1406
|
No Passenger was known to flee --
|
720
|
No Prisoner be --
|
384
|
No Rack can torture me
|
669
|
No Romance sold unto
|
35
|
Nobody knows this little Rose
|
771
|
None can experience sting
|
1110
|
None who saw it ever told it
|
931
|
Noon -- is the Hinge of Day --
|
1029
|
Nor Mountain hinder Me
|
685
|
Not "Revelation" -- 'tis -- that waits,
|
990
|
Not all die early, dying young --
|
1256
|
Not any higher stands the Grave
|
1344
|
Not any more to be lacked --
|
1674
|
Not any sunny tone
|
1590
|
Not at Home to Callers
|
418
|
Not in this World to see his face
|
1619
|
Not knowing when the Dawn will come,
|
1303
|
Not One by Heaven defrauded stay --
|
346
|
Not probable -- The barest Chance
|
1518
|
Not seeing, still we know --
|
1613
|
Not Sickness stains the Brave,
|
1040
|
Not so the infinite Relations -- Below
|
1435
|
Not that he goes -- we love him more
|
823
|
Not that We did, shall be the test
|
1054
|
Not to discover weakness is
|
1304
|
Not with a Club, the Heart is broken
|
1219
|
Now I knew I lost her --
|
1539
|
Now I lay thee down to Sleep --
|
1543
|
Obtaining but our own Extent
|
664
|
Of all the Souls that stand create --
|
321
|
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad
|
653
|
Of Being is a Bird
|
290
|
Of Bronze -- and Blaze
|
602
|
Of Brussels -- it was not --
|
894
|
Of Consciousness, her awful Mate
|
376
|
Of Course -- I prayed
|
1558
|
Of Death I try to think like this --
|
1647
|
Of Glory not a Beam is left
|
1601
|
Of God we ask one favor,
|
1294
|
Of Life to own --
|
1220
|
Of Nature I shall have enough
|
607
|
Of nearness to her sundered Things
|
1411
|
Of Paradise' existence
|
1166
|
Of Paul and Silas it is said
|
896
|
Of Silken Speech and Specious Shoe
|
1179
|
Of so divine a Loss
|
1098
|
Of the Heart that goes in, and closes the Door
|
1362
|
Of their peculiar light
|
1675
|
Of this is Day composed
|
947
|
Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause?
|
325
|
Of Tribulation, these are They
|
1504
|
Of whom so dear
|
1676
|
Of Yellow was the outer Sky
|
1631
|
Oh Future! thou secreted peace
|
1527
|
Oh give it Motion -- deck it sweet
|
1187
|
Oh Shadow on the Grass,
|
1125
|
Oh Sumptuous moment
|
1615
|
Oh what a Grace is this,
|
1734
|
Oh, honey of an hour,
|
789
|
On a Columnar Self --
|
1677
|
On my volcano grows the Grass
|
146
|
On such a night, or such a night,
|
940
|
On that dear Frame the Years had worn
|
1533
|
On that specific Pillow
|
1171
|
On the World you colored
|
194
|
On this long storm the Rainbow rose
|
4
|
On this wondrous sea
|
48
|
Once more, my now bewildered Dove
|
769
|
One and One -- are One --
|
565
|
One Anguish -- in a Crowd --
|
756
|
One Blessing had I than the rest
|
1735
|
One crown that no one seeks
|
553
|
One Crucifixion is recorded -- only --
|
814
|
One Day is there of the Series
|
98
|
One dignity delays for all
|
1420
|
One Joy of so much anguish
|
270
|
One Life of so much Consequence!
|
670
|
One need not be a Chamber -- to be Haunted --
|
1466
|
One of the ones that Midas touched
|
14
|
One Sister have I in our house
|
1464
|
One thing of it we borrow
|
296
|
One Year ago -- jots what?
|
918
|
Only a Shrine, but Mine --
|
626
|
Only God -- detect the Sorrow --
|
1455
|
Opinion is a flitting thing,
|
615
|
Our journey had advanced --
|
885
|
Our little Kinsmen -- after Rain
|
1326
|
Our little secrets slink away --
|
80
|
Our lives are Swiss
|
1208
|
Our own possessions -- though our own --
|
113
|
Our share of night to bear
|
1144
|
Ourselves we do inter with sweet derision.
|
631
|
Ourselves were wed one summer -- dear --
|
703
|
Out of sight? What of that?
|
367
|
Over and over, like a Tune
|
251
|
Over the fence
|
967
|
Pain -- expands the Time --
|
650
|
Pain -- has an Element of Blank --
|
1049
|
Pain has but one Acquaintance
|
61
|
Papa above!
|
1069
|
Paradise is of the option.
|
1119
|
Paradise is that old mansion
|
994
|
Partake as doth the Bee,
|
1614
|
Parting with Thee reluctantly,
|
1564
|
Pass to they Rendezvous of Light,
|
926
|
Patience -- has a quiet Outer --
|
912
|
Peace is a fiction of our Faith --
|
1071
|
Perception of an object costs
|
352
|
Perhaps I asked too large
|
1399
|
Perhaps they do not go so far
|
833
|
Perhaps you think me stooping
|
134
|
Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower,
|
1678
|
Peril as a Possesssion
|
138
|
Pigmy seraphs -- gone astray
|
1332
|
Pink -- small -- and punctual --
|
192
|
Poor little Heart!
|
170
|
Portraits are to daily faces
|
1238
|
Power is a familiar growth --
|
1384
|
Praise it -- 'tis dead --
|
437
|
Prayer is the little implement
|
727
|
Precious to Me -- She still shall be --
|
764
|
Presentiment -- is that long Shadow -- on the Lawn --
|
648
|
Promise This -- When You be Dying --
|
1736
|
Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it,
|
709
|
Publication -- is the Auction
|
980
|
Purple -- is fashionable twice --
|
1602
|
Pursuing you in your transitions,
|
261
|
Put up my lute!
|
1606
|
Quite empty, quite at rest,
|
1679
|
Rather arid delight
|
260
|
Read -- Sweet -- how others -- strove
|
1737
|
Rearrange a "Wife's" affection!
|
1305
|
Recollect the Face of me
|
1642
|
"Red Sea," indeed! Talk not to me
|
379
|
Rehearsal to Ourselves
|
1180
|
"Remember me" implored the Thief!
|
1182
|
Remembrance has a Rear and Front --
|
744
|
Remorse -- is Memory -- awake --
|
424
|
Removed from Accident of Loss
|
745
|
Renunciation -- is a piercing Virtue --
|
1048
|
Reportless Subjects, to the Quick
|
714
|
Rest at Night
|
395
|
Reverse cannot befall
|
1082
|
Revolution is the Pod
|
873
|
Ribbons of the Year --
|
1239
|
Risk is the Hair that holds the Tun
|
971
|
Robbed by Death -- but that was easy --
|
1243
|
Safe Despair it is that raves --
|
216
|
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers
|
1033
|
Said Death to Passion
|
1059
|
Sang from the Heart, Sire,
|
1036
|
Satisfaction -- is the Agent
|
217
|
Savior! I've no one else to tell
|
1385
|
"Secrets" is a daily word
|
1271
|
September's Baccalaureate
|
786
|
Severer Service of myself
|
96
|
Sexton! My Master's sleeping here.
|
1126
|
Shall I take thee, the Poet said
|
1412
|
Shame is the shawl of Pink
|
144
|
She bore it till the simple veins
|
1505
|
She could not live upon the Past
|
479
|
She dealt her pretty words like Blades
|
150
|
She died -- this was the way she died.
|
75
|
She died at play,
|
671
|
She dwelleth in the Ground --
|
557
|
She hideth Her the last --
|
1396
|
She laid her docile Crescent down
|
369
|
She lay as if at play
|
1011
|
She rose as high as His Occasion
|
732
|
She rose to His Requirement -- dropt
|
507
|
She sights a Bird -- she chuckles --
|
25
|
She slept beneath a tree
|
991
|
She sped as Petals of a Rose
|
798
|
She staked her Feathers -- Gained an Arc --
|
219
|
She sweeps with many-colored Brooms
|
149
|
She went as quiet as the Dew
|
535
|
She's happy, with a new Content --
|
693
|
Shells from the Coast mistaking --
|
226
|
Should you but fail at -- Sea
|
3
|
"Sic transit gloria mundi"
|
1251
|
Silence is all we dread.
|
641
|
Size circumscribes -- it has no room
|
13
|
Sleep is supposed to be
|
385
|
Smiling back from Coronation
|
942
|
Snow beneath whose chilly softness
|
36
|
Snow flakes.
|
91
|
So bashful when I spied her!
|
66
|
So from the mould
|
1456
|
So gay a Flower
|
1632
|
So give me back to Death --
|
329
|
So glad we are -- a Stranger'd deem
|
28
|
So has a Daisy vanished
|
1201
|
So I pull my Stockings off
|
1024
|
So large my Will
|
1228
|
So much of Heaven has gone from Earth
|
651
|
So much Summer
|
1272
|
So proud she was to die
|
808
|
So set its Sun in Thee
|
752
|
So the Eyes accost -- and sunder
|
456
|
So well that I can live without
|
1534
|
Society for me my misery
|
1127
|
Soft as the massacre of Suns
|
1738
|
Softened by Time's consummate plush,
|
681
|
Soil of Flint, if steady tilled --
|
406
|
Some -- Work for Immortality
|
1565
|
Some Arrows slay but whom they strike --
|
1157
|
Some Days retired from the rest
|
324
|
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church
|
1644
|
Some one prepared this mighty show
|
64
|
Some Rainbow -- coming from the Fair!
|
1739
|
Some say goodnight -- at night --
|
541
|
Some such Butterfly be seen
|
89
|
Some things that fly there be
|
1221
|
Some we see no more, Tenements of Wonder
|
1111
|
Some Wretched creature, savior take
|
141
|
Some, too fragile for winter winds
|
1194
|
Somehow myself survived the Night
|
1680
|
Sometimes with the Heart
|
1041
|
Somewhat, to hope for,
|
1231
|
Somewhere upon the general Earth
|
832
|
Soto! Explore thyself!
|
1151
|
Soul, take thy risk.
|
139
|
Soul, Wilt thou toss again?
|
86
|
South Winds jostle them
|
62
|
"Sown in dishonor"!
|
688
|
"Speech" -- is a prank of Parliament --
|
1681
|
Speech is one symptom of Affection
|
861
|
Split the Lark -- and you'll find the Music --
|
1042
|
Spring comes on the World --
|
844
|
Spring is the Period
|
1432
|
Spurn the temerity --
|
1183
|
Step lightly on this narrow spot --
|
1633
|
Still own thee -- still thou art
|
711
|
Strong Draughts of Their Refreshing Minds
|
925
|
Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning --
|
67
|
Success is counted sweetest
|
1421
|
Such are the inlets of the mind --
|
787
|
Such is the Force of Happiness --
|
1386
|
Summer -- we all have seen --
|
1682
|
Summer begins to have the look
|
31
|
Summer for thee, grant I may be
|
1422
|
Summer has two Beginnings --
|
1506
|
Summer is shorter than any one --
|
1363
|
Summer laid her simple Hat
|
415
|
Sunset at Night -- is natural
|
1609
|
Sunset that screens, reveals --
|
999
|
Superfluous were the Sun
|
1081
|
Superiority to Fate
|
108
|
Surgeons must be very careful
|
1306
|
Surprise is like a thrilling -- pungent --
|
705
|
Suspense -- is Hostiler than Death --
|
457
|
Sweet -- safe -- Houses
|
523
|
Sweet -- You forgot -- but I remembered
|
1767
|
Sweet hours have perished here;
|
1740
|
Sweet is the swamp with its secrets,
|
722
|
Sweet Mountains -- Ye tell Me no lie --
|
1546
|
Sweet Pirate of the heart,
|
1413
|
Sweet Skepticism of the Heart --
|
901
|
Sweet, to have had them lost
|
1365
|
Take all away --
|
1640
|
Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy,
|
388
|
Take your Heaven further on
|
53
|
Taken from men -- this morning
|
428
|
Taking up the fair Ideal,
|
1634
|
Talk not to me of Summer Trees
|
119
|
Talk with prudence to a Beggar
|
227
|
Teach Him -- When He makes the names
|
1129
|
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant --
|
1152
|
Tell as a Marksman -- were forgotten
|
1436
|
Than Heaven more remote,
|
286
|
That after Horror -- that 'twas us
|
863
|
That Distance was between Us
|
659
|
That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet,
|
549
|
That I did always love
|
934
|
That is solemn we have ended
|
1741
|
That it will never come again
|
1765
|
That Love is all there is,
|
1130
|
That odd old man is dead a year --
|
1273
|
That sacred Closet when you sweep --
|
1683
|
That she forgot me was the least
|
1307
|
That short -- potential stir
|
1030
|
That Such have died enable Us
|
1112
|
That this should feel the need of Death
|
906
|
The Admirations -- and Contempts -- of time --
|
375
|
The Angle of a Landscape
|
1612
|
The Auctioneer of Parting
|
1575
|
The Bat is dun, with wrinkled Wings --
|
594
|
The Battle fought between the Soul
|
111
|
The Bee is not afraid of me.
|
1240
|
The Beggar at the Door for Fame
|
717
|
The Beggar Lad -- dies early --
|
1545
|
The Bible is an antique Volume --
|
1107
|
The Bird did prance -- the Bee did play --
|
1585
|
The Bird her punctual music brings
|
880
|
The Bird must sing to earn the Crumb
|
783
|
The Birds begun at Four o'clock --
|
743
|
The Birds reported from the South --
|
554
|
The Black Berry -- wears a Thorn in his side --
|
1684
|
The Blunder is in estimate.
|
1591
|
The Bobolink is gone --
|
578
|
The Body grows without --
|
1274
|
The Bone that has no Marrow,
|
632
|
The Brain -- is wider than the Sky --
|
556
|
The Brain, within its Groove
|
1078
|
The Bustle in a House
|
1246
|
The Butterfly in honored Dust
|
1685
|
The butterfly obtains
|
1521
|
The Butterfly upon the Sky,
|
1244
|
The Butterfly's Assumption Gown
|
1387
|
The Butterfly's Numidian Gown
|
954
|
The Chemical conviction
|
637
|
The Child's faith is new --
|
1569
|
The Clock strikes one that just struck two --
|
1172
|
The Clouds their Backs together laid
|
1232
|
The Clover's simple Fame
|
776
|
The Color of a Queen, is this --
|
411
|
The Color of the Grave is Green
|
1494
|
The competitions of the sky
|
235
|
The Court is far away
|
1104
|
The Crickets sang
|
106
|
The Daisy follows soft the Sun
|
1519
|
The Dandelion's pallid tube
|
304
|
The Day came slow -- till Five o'clock
|
1140
|
The Day grew small, surrounded tight
|
1308
|
The Day she goes
|
356
|
The Day that I was crowned
|
716
|
The Day undressed -- Herself --
|
1184
|
The Days that we can spare
|
988
|
The Definition of Beauty is
|
1479
|
The Devil -- had he fidelity
|
305
|
The difference between Despair
|
1742
|
The distance that the dead have gone
|
1645
|
The Ditch is dear to the Drunken man
|
294
|
The Doomed -- regard the Sunrise
|
284
|
The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea
|
992
|
The Dust behind I strove to join
|
1137
|
The duties of the Wind are few,
|
1026
|
The Dying need but little, Dear,
|
1775
|
The earth has many keys,
|
1608
|
The ecstasy to guess
|
1686
|
The event was directly behind Him
|
336
|
The face I carry with me -- last
|
1490
|
The Face in evanescence lain
|
1141
|
The Face we choose to miss --
|
1408
|
The Fact that Earth is Heaven --
|
1423
|
The fairest Home I ever knew
|
1581
|
The farthest Thunder that I heard
|
1480
|
The fascinating chill that music leaves
|
7
|
The feet of people walking home
|
1000
|
The Fingers of the Light
|
902
|
The first Day that I was a Life
|
410
|
The first Day's Night had come
|
1006
|
The first We knew of Him was Death --
|
1361
|
The Flake the Wind exasperate
|
206
|
The Flower must not blame the Bee
|
1136
|
The Frost of Death was on the Pane --
|
1202
|
The Frost was never seen --
|
672
|
The Future -- never spoke --
|
1424
|
The Gentian has a parched Corolla --
|
18
|
The Gentian weaves her fringes
|
1687
|
The gleam of an heroic Act
|
1603
|
The going from a world we know
|
849
|
The good Will of a Flower
|
707
|
The Grace -- Myself -- might not obtain --
|
333
|
The Grass so little has to do
|
1743
|
The grave my little cottage is,
|
15
|
The Guest is gold and crimson
|
772
|
The hallowing of Pain
|
1280
|
The harm of Years is on him --
|
1440
|
The healed Heart shows its shallow scar
|
536
|
The Heart asks Pleasure -- first --
|
1567
|
The Heart has many Doors --
|
928
|
The Heart has narrow Banks
|
1354
|
The Heart is the Capital of the Mind --
|
694
|
The Heaven vests for Each
|
1688
|
The Hills erect their Purple Heads
|
1016
|
The Hills in Purple syllables
|
481
|
The Himmaleh was known to stoop
|
955
|
The Hollows round His eager Eyes
|
1648
|
The immortality she gave
|
1248
|
The incidents of love
|
1309
|
The Infinite a sudden Guest
|
1425
|
The inundation of the Spring
|
1635
|
The Jay his Castanet has struck
|
1744
|
The joy that has no stem no core,
|
699
|
The Judge is like the Owl --
|
330
|
The Juggler's Hat her Country is
|
941
|
The Lady feeds Her little Bird
|
233
|
The Lamp burns sure -- within
|
1114
|
The largest Fire ever known
|
1592
|
The Lassitudes of Contemplation
|
1100
|
The last Night that She lived
|
1353
|
The last of Summer is Delight --
|
987
|
The Leaves like Women interchange
|
1535
|
The Life that tied too tight escapes
|
1162
|
The Life we have is very great.
|
1173
|
The Lightning is a yellow Fork
|
630
|
The Lightning playeth -- all the while --
|
1241
|
The Lilac is an ancient shrub
|
777
|
The Loneliness One dare not sound --
|
262
|
The lonesome for they know not What
|
1359
|
The long sigh of the Frog
|
1769
|
The longest day that God appoints
|
1689
|
The look of thee, what is it like
|
673
|
The Love a Life can show Below
|
815
|
The Luxury to apprehend
|
452
|
The Malay -- took the Pearl
|
468
|
The Manner of its Death
|
544
|
The Martyr Poets -- did not tell --
|
1131
|
The Merchant of the Picturesque
|
1355
|
The Mind lives on the Heart
|
985
|
The Missing All -- prevented Me
|
1745
|
The mob within the heart
|
423
|
The Months have ends -- the Years -- a knot
|
429
|
The Moon is distant from the Sea
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1528
|
The Moon upon her fluent Route
|
737
|
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
|
364
|
The Morning after Woe
|
12
|
The morns are meeker than they were
|
1746
|
The most important population
|
1290
|
The most pathetic thing I do
|
1265
|
The most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met
|
975
|
The Mountain sat upon the Plain
|
757
|
The Mountains -- grow unnoticed --
|
1278
|
The Mountains stood in Haze --
|
155
|
The Murmur of a Bee
|
1115
|
The murmuring of Bees, has ceased
|
1298
|
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants --
|
656
|
The name -- of it -- is "Autumn" --
|
319
|
The nearest Dream recedes -- unrealized
|
589
|
The Night was wide, and furnished scant
|
1310
|
The Notice that is called the Spring
|
307
|
The One who could repeat the Summer day
|
1690
|
The ones that disappeared are back
|
274
|
The only Ghost I ever saw
|
827
|
The Only News I know
|
1047
|
The Opening and the Close
|
451
|
The Outer -- from the Inner
|
1691
|
The overtakelessness of those
|
1747
|
The parasol is the umbrella's daughter,
|
1203
|
The Past is such a curious Creature
|
1550
|
The pattern of the sun
|
1627
|
The pedigree of Honey
|
1507
|
The Pile of Years is not so high
|
883
|
The Poets light but Lamps --
|
1226
|
The Popular Heart is a Cannon first --
|
464
|
The power to be true to You,
|
1426
|
The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves
|
1025
|
The Products of my Farm are these
|
1142
|
The Props assist the House
|
539
|
The Province of the Saved
|
1191
|
The pungent atom in the Air
|
97
|
The rainbow never tells me
|
1356
|
The Rat is the concisest Tenant.
|
469
|
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning
|
1748
|
The reticent volcano keeps
|
1222
|
The Riddle we can guess
|
1692
|
The right to perish might be thought
|
1491
|
The Road to Paradise is plain,
|
1450
|
The Road was lit with Moon and star --
|
864
|
The Robin for the Crumb
|
1483
|
The Robin is a Gabriel
|
828
|
The Robin is the One
|
285
|
The Robin's my Criterion for Tune
|
208
|
The Rose did caper on her cheek
|
1764
|
The saddest noise, the sweetest noise,
|
1487
|
The Savior must have been
|
1210
|
The Sea said "Come" to the Brook --
|
779
|
The Service without Hope --
|
1206
|
The Show is not the Show
|
191
|
The Skies can't keep their secret!
|
1075
|
The Sky is low -- the Clouds are mean.
|
1132
|
The smouldering embers blush --
|
1133
|
The Snow that never drifts --
|
512
|
The Soul has Bandaged moments --
|
303
|
The Soul selects her own Society
|
1055
|
The Soul should always stand ajar
|
674
|
The Soul that hath a Guest
|
683
|
The Soul unto itself
|
974
|
The Soul's distinct connection
|
306
|
The Soul's Superior instants
|
1275
|
The Spider as an Artist
|
605
|
The Spider holds a Silver Ball
|
733
|
The Spirit is the Conscious Ear.
|
1576
|
The Spirit lasts -- but in what mode --
|
1103
|
The spry Arms of the Wind
|
1249
|
The Stars are old, that stood for me --
|
1520
|
The stem of a departed Flower
|
1001
|
The Stimulus, beyond the Grave
|
1245
|
The Suburbs of a Secret
|
1773
|
The Summer that we did not prize,
|
232
|
The Sun -- just touched the Morning
|
1190
|
The Sun and Fog contested
|
871
|
The Sun and Moon must make their haste --
|
1636
|
The Sun in reigning to the West
|
878
|
The Sun is gay or stark
|
1372
|
The Sun is one -- and on the Tare
|
692
|
The Sun kept setting -- setting -- still
|
152
|
The Sun kept stooping -- stooping -- low!
|
1693
|
The Sun retired to a cloud
|
1079
|
The Sun went down -- no Man looked on --
|
710
|
The Sunrise runs for Both --
|
950
|
The Sunset stopped on Cottages
|
387
|
The sweetest Heresy received
|
1470
|
The Sweets of Pillage, can be known
|
1327
|
The Symptom of the Gale --
|
573
|
The Test of Love -- is Death --
|
1515
|
The Things that never can come back, are several --
|
1293
|
The things we thought that we should do
|
210
|
The thought beneath so slight a film
|
1495
|
The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
|
627
|
The Tint I cannot take -- is best --
|
1358
|
The Treason of an accent
|
606
|
The Trees like Tassels -- hit -- and swung --
|
780
|
The Truth -- is stirless --
|
1328
|
The vastest earthly Day
|
811
|
The Veins of other Flowers
|
1189
|
The Voice that stands for Floods to me
|
1749
|
The waters chased him as he fled,
|
1481
|
The way Hope builds his House
|
636
|
The Way I read a Letter's -- this --
|
1279
|
The Way to know the Bobolink
|
1091
|
The Well upon the Brook
|
762
|
The Whole of it came not at once --
|
436
|
The Wind -- tapped like a tired Man
|
824
|
The Wind begun to rock the Grass
|
316
|
The Wind didn't come from the Orchard -- today
|
1694
|
The wind drew off
|
1134
|
The Wind took up the Northern Things
|
403
|
The Winters are so short
|
1750
|
The words the happy say
|
1143
|
The Work of Her that went,
|
715
|
The World -- feels Dusty
|
493
|
The World -- stands -- solemner -- to me
|
1373
|
The worthlessness of Earthly things
|
689
|
The Zeroes -- taught us -- Phosphorous --
|
1471
|
Their Barricade against the Sky
|
1611
|
Their dappled importunity
|
696
|
Their Height in Heaven comforts not --
|
1094
|
Themself are all I have --
|
1618
|
There are two Mays
|
332
|
There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight
|
322
|
There came a Day at Summer's full
|
1593
|
There came a Wind like a Bugle --
|
1536
|
There comes a warning like a spy
|
1751
|
There comes an hour when begging stops,
|
856
|
There is a finished feeling
|
380
|
There is a flower that Bees prefer
|
930
|
There is a June when Corn is cut
|
396
|
There is a Languor of the Life
|
24
|
There is a morn by men unseen
|
599
|
There is a pain -- so utter --
|
551
|
There is a Shame of Nobleness --
|
1695
|
There is a solitude of space
|
8
|
There is a word
|
1056
|
There is a Zone whose even Years
|
782
|
There is an arid Pleasure --
|
1116
|
There is another Loneliness
|
2
|
There is another sky
|
1263
|
There is no Frigate like a Book
|
1004
|
There is no Silence in the Earth -- so silent
|
1113
|
There is strength in proving that it can be borne
|
258
|
There's a certain Slant of light,
|
389
|
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House,
|
45
|
There's something quieter than sleep
|
1174
|
There's the Battle of Burgoyne --
|
758
|
These -- saw Visions --
|
1696
|
These are the days that Reindeer love
|
130
|
These are the days when Birds come back
|
1128
|
These are the Nights that Beetles love --
|
1077
|
These are the Signs to Nature's Inns --
|
1441
|
These Fevered Days -- to take them to the Forest
|
1390
|
These held their Wick above the West --
|
1096
|
These Strangers, in a foreign World,
|
886
|
These tested Our Horizon --
|
868
|
They ask but our Delight --
|
628
|
They called me to the Window, for
|
409
|
They dropped like Flakes
|
785
|
They have a little Odor -- that to me
|
85
|
"They have not chosen me," he said,
|
350
|
They leave us with the Infinite.
|
1391
|
They might not need me -- yet they might --
|
474
|
They put Us far apart
|
686
|
They say that "Time assuages" --
|
613
|
They shut me up in Prose --
|
1697
|
They talk as slow as Legends grow
|
874
|
They won't frown always -- some sweet Day
|
266
|
This -- is the land -- the Sunset washes
|
805
|
This Bauble was preferred of Bees --
|
858
|
This Chasm, Sweet, upon my life
|
822
|
This Consciousness that is aware
|
1311
|
This dirty -- little -- Heart
|
1752
|
This docile one inter
|
936
|
This Dust, and its Feature --
|
145
|
This heart that broke so long
|
945
|
This is a Blossom of the Brain --
|
441
|
This is my letter to the World
|
1264
|
This is the place they hoped before,
|
1588
|
This Me -- that walks and works -- must die,
|
979
|
This Merit hath the worst --
|
813
|
This quiet Dust was Gentleman and Ladies
|
1120
|
This slow Day moved along --
|
778
|
This that would greet -- an hour ago --
|
448
|
This was a Poet -- It is That
|
995
|
This was in the White of the Year --
|
501
|
This World is not Conclusion.
|
207
|
Tho' I get home how late -- how late
|
163
|
Tho' my destiny be Fustian
|
1551
|
Those -- dying then,
|
1388
|
Those cattle smaller than a Bee
|
499
|
Those fair -- fictitious People
|
1766
|
Those final Creatures, -- who they are --
|
1454
|
Those not live yet
|
922
|
Those who have been in the Grave the longest --
|
1599
|
Though the great Waters sleep,
|
598
|
Three times -- we parted -- Breath -- and I --
|
1061
|
Three Weeks passed since I had seen Her --
|
9
|
Through lane it lay -- through bramble
|
392
|
Through the Dark Sod -- as Education
|
792
|
Through the strait pass of suffering --
|
1753
|
Through those old Grounds of memory,
|
1153
|
Through what transports of Patience
|
279
|
Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord,
|
907
|
Till Death -- is narrow Loving --
|
1121
|
Time does go on --
|
802
|
Time feels so vast that were it not
|
1458
|
Time's wily Chargers will not wait
|
984
|
'Tis Anguish grander than Delight
|
440
|
'Tis customary as we part
|
1698
|
'Tis easier to pity those when dead
|
660
|
'Tis good -- the looking back on Grief --
|
466
|
'Tis little I -- could care for Pearls
|
1122
|
'Tis my first night beneath the Sun
|
335
|
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so
|
1597
|
'Tis not the swaying frame we miss,
|
545
|
'Tis One by One -- the Father counts --
|
355
|
'Tis Opposites -- entice
|
1529
|
'Tis Seasons since the Dimpled War
|
281
|
'Tis so appalling -- it exhilarates
|
172
|
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
|
908
|
'Tis Sunrise -- Little Maid -- Hast Thou
|
538
|
'Tis true -- They shut me in the Cold --
|
1482
|
'Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe --
|
1072
|
Title divine -- is mine!
|
677
|
To be alive -- is Power --
|
1560
|
To be forgot by thee
|
1312
|
To break so vast a Heart
|
255
|
To die -- takes just a little while
|
1017
|
To die -- without the Dying
|
1209
|
To disappear enhances --
|
1699
|
To do a magnanimous thing
|
1427
|
To earn it by disdaining it
|
126
|
To fight aloud, is very brave
|
546
|
To fill a Gap
|
1242
|
To flee from memory
|
105
|
To hang our head -- ostensibly
|
526
|
To hear an Oriole sing
|
1064
|
To help our Bleaker Parts
|
1586
|
To her derided Home
|
1352
|
To his simplicity
|
591
|
To interrupt His Yellow Plan
|
622
|
To know just how He suffered -- would be dear --
|
167
|
To learn the Transport by the Pain
|
377
|
To lose one's faith -- surpass
|
1754
|
To lose thee -- sweeter than to gain
|
434
|
To love thee Year by Year
|
1755
|
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
|
485
|
To make One's Toilette -- after Death
|
1196
|
To make Routine a Stimulus
|
1442
|
To mend each tattered Faith
|
891
|
To my quick ear the Leaves -- conferred --
|
638
|
To my small Hearth His fire came --
|
767
|
To offer brave assistance
|
490
|
To One denied the drink
|
1401
|
To own a Susan of my own
|
855
|
To own the Art within the Soul
|
1247
|
To pile like Thunder to its close
|
527
|
To put this World down, like a Bundle --
|
1568
|
To see her is a Picture --
|
1472
|
To see the Summer Sky
|
1700
|
To tell the Beauty would decrease
|
1573
|
To the bright east she flies,
|
1402
|
To the stanch Dust
|
1701
|
To their apartment deep
|
830
|
To this World she returned.
|
1617
|
To try to speak, and miss the way
|
1070
|
To undertake is to achieve
|
57
|
To venerate the simple days
|
781
|
To wait an Hour -- is long --
|
1095
|
To Whom the Mornings stand for Nights,
|
1702
|
Today or this noon
|
1367
|
"Tomorrow" -- whose location
|
1135
|
Too cold is this
|
1186
|
Too few the mornings be,
|
1774
|
Too happy Time dissolves itself
|
911
|
Too little way the House must lie
|
1013
|
Too scanty 'twas to die for you,
|
1389
|
Touch lightly Nature's sweet Guitar
|
1559
|
Tried always and Condemned by thee
|
455
|
Triumph -- may be of several kinds
|
1020
|
Trudging to Eden, looking backward,
|
1161
|
Trust adjust her "Peradventure" --
|
555
|
Trust in the Unexpected --
|
1369
|
Trusty as the stars
|
836
|
Truth -- is as old as God --
|
625
|
'Twas a long Parting -- but the time
|
973
|
'Twas awkward, but it fitted me --
|
1703
|
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
|
948
|
'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed --
|
1188
|
'Twas fighting for his Life he was --
|
1756
|
'Twas here my summer paused
|
445
|
'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
|
1276
|
'Twas later when the summer went
|
414
|
'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,
|
394
|
'Twas Love -- not me
|
1028
|
'Twas my one Glory --
|
107
|
'Twas such a little -- little boat
|
344
|
'Twas the old -- road -- through pain
|
519
|
'Twas warm -- at first -- like Us --
|
846
|
Twice had Summer her fair Verdure
|
800
|
Two -- were immortal twice --
|
533
|
Two butterflies went out at Noon --
|
1295
|
Two Lengths has every Day --
|
201
|
Two swimmers wrestled on the spar
|
933
|
Two Travellers perishing in Snow
|
682
|
'Twould ease -- a Butterfly --
|
809
|
Unable are the Loved to die
|
857
|
Uncertain lease -- develops lustre
|
949
|
Under the Light, yet under,
|
439
|
Undue Significance a starving man attaches
|
972
|
Unfulfilled to Observation --
|
408
|
Unit, like Death, for Whom?
|
1291
|
Until the Desert knows
|
1704
|
Unto a broken heart
|
295
|
Unto like Story -- Trouble has enticed me
|
964
|
"Unto Me?" I do not know you --
|
604
|
Unto my Books -- so good to turn --
|
1341
|
Unto the Whole -- how add?
|
1414
|
Unworthy of her Breast
|
1010
|
Up Life's Hill with my my little Bundle
|
1337
|
Upon a Lilac Sea
|
735
|
Upon Concluded Lives
|
1600
|
Upon his Saddle sprung a Bird
|
1757
|
Upon the gallows hung a wretch,
|
690
|
Victory comes late --
|
1705
|
Volcanoes be in Sicily
|
171
|
Wait till the Majesty of Death
|
1313
|
Warm in her Hand these accents lie
|
1342
|
"Was not" was all the Statement.
|
1428
|
Water makes many Beds
|
135
|
Water, is taught by thirst.
|
230
|
We -- Bee and I -- live by the quaffing
|
920
|
We can but follow to the Sun --
|
482
|
We Cover Thee -- Sweet Face
|
1106
|
We do not know the time we lose --
|
467
|
We do not play on Graves
|
196
|
We don't cry -- Tim and I,
|
531
|
We dream -- it is good we are dreaming --
|
419
|
We grow accustomed to the Dark
|
1214
|
We introduce ourselves
|
1462
|
We knew not that we were to live --
|
1083
|
We learn it in Retreating
|
568
|
We learned the Whole of Love --
|
1175
|
We like a Hairbreadth 'scape
|
1213
|
We like March.
|
21
|
We lose -- because we win
|
958
|
We met as Sparks -- Diverging Flints
|
1087
|
We miss a Kinsman more
|
993
|
We miss Her, not because We see --
|
1176
|
We never know how high we are
|
1523
|
We never know we go when we are going --
|
887
|
We outgrow love, like other things
|
320
|
We play at Paste
|
489
|
We pray -- to Heaven
|
534
|
We see -- Comparatively --
|
1604
|
We send the Wave to find the Wave --
|
1484
|
We shall find the Cube of the Rainbow.
|
81
|
We should not mind so small a flower
|
1429
|
We shun because we prize her Face
|
1580
|
We shun it ere it comes,
|
586
|
We talked as Girls do --
|
1473
|
We talked with each other about each other
|
726
|
We thirst at first -- 'tis Nature's Act --
|
1572
|
We wear our sober Dresses when we die,
|
996
|
We'll pass without the parting
|
93
|
Went up a year this evening!
|
1015
|
Were it but Me that gained the Height --
|
1164
|
Were it to be the last
|
1762
|
Were natural mortal lady
|
961
|
Wert Thou but ill -- that I might show thee
|
592
|
What care the Dead, for Chanticleer --
|
900
|
What did They do since I saw Them?
|
361
|
What I can do -- I will
|
939
|
What I see not, I better see --
|
277
|
What if I say I shall not wait!
|
115
|
What Inn is this
|
215
|
What is -- "Paradise"
|
1400
|
What mystery pervades a well!
|
186
|
What shall I do -- it whimpers so
|
956
|
What shall I do when the Summer troubles --
|
401
|
What Soft -- Cherubic Creatures
|
1338
|
What tenements of clover
|
1086
|
What Twigs We held by --
|
1195
|
What we see we know somewhat
|
247
|
What would I give to see his face?
|
1204
|
Whatever it is -- she has tried it --
|
1314
|
When a Lover is a Beggar
|
633
|
When Bells stop ringing -- Church -- begins
|
397
|
When Diamonds are a Legend,
|
1146
|
When Etna basks and purrs
|
40
|
When I count the seeds
|
888
|
When I have seen the Sun emerge
|
1181
|
When I hoped I feared --
|
768
|
When I hoped, I recollect
|
596
|
When I was small, a Woman died --
|
222
|
When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,
|
1266
|
When Memory is full
|
347
|
When Night is almost done
|
853
|
When One has given up One's life
|
32
|
When Roses cease to bloom, Sir,
|
851
|
When the Astronomer stops seeking
|
1080
|
When they come back -- if Blossoms do --
|
1706
|
When we have ceased to care
|
242
|
When we stand on the tops of Things
|
112
|
Where bells no more affright the morn
|
1758
|
Where every bird is bold to go
|
104
|
Where I have lost, I softer tread
|
1582
|
Where Roses would not dare to go,
|
265
|
Where Ships of Purple -- gently toss
|
725
|
Where Thou art -- that -- is Home --
|
52
|
Whether my bark went down at sea
|
1329
|
Whether they have forgotten
|
1012
|
Which is best? Heaven --
|
1315
|
Which is the best -- the Moon or the Crescent?
|
1759
|
Which misses most,
|
331
|
While Asters
|
491
|
While it is alive
|
1277
|
While we were fearing it, it came --
|
1250
|
White as an Indian Pipe
|
1616
|
Who abdicated Ambush
|
803
|
Who Court obtain within Himself
|
796
|
Who Giants know, with lesser Men
|
1223
|
Who goes to dine must take his Feast
|
1544
|
Who has not found the Heaven -- below --
|
1598
|
Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights --
|
1032
|
Who is the East?
|
73
|
Who never lost, are unprepared
|
1430
|
Who never wanted -- maddest Joy
|
892
|
Who occupies this House?
|
1018
|
Who saw no Sunrise cannot say
|
1258
|
Who were "the Father and the Son"
|
1451
|
Whoever disenchants
|
658
|
Whole Gulfs -- of Red, and Fleets -- of Red --
|
142
|
Whose are the little beds, I asked
|
82
|
Whose cheek is this?
|
1394
|
Whose Pink career may have a close
|
480
|
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
|
248
|
Why -- do they shut Me out of Heaven?
|
462
|
Why make it doubt -- it hurts it so
|
1646
|
Why should we hurry -- why indeed?
|
249
|
Wild Nights -- Wild Nights!
|
101
|
Will there really be a "Morning"?
|
1316
|
Winter is good -- his Hoar Delights
|
1707
|
Winter under cultivation
|
1708
|
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree
|
1583
|
Witchcraft was hung, in History,
|
1431
|
With Pinions of Disdain
|
1709
|
With sweetness unabated
|
209
|
With thee, in the Desert
|
500
|
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
|
90
|
Within my reach!
|
1607
|
Within that little Hive
|
1552
|
Within thy Grave!
|
1330
|
Without a smile -- Without a Throe
|
655
|
Without this -- there is nought --
|
678
|
Wolfe demanded during dying
|
1331
|
Wonder -- is not precisely Knowing
|
691
|
Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
|
1292
|
Yesterday is History,
|
1508
|
You cannot make Remembrance grow
|
530
|
You cannot put a Fire out --
|
1351
|
You cannot take itself
|
765
|
You constituted Time --
|
504
|
You know that Portrait in the Moon --
|
644
|
You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies --
|
156
|
You love me -- you are sure
|
487
|
You love the Lord -- you cannot see
|
738
|
You said that I "was Great" -- one Day --
|
253
|
You see I cannot see -- your lifetime
|
740
|
You taught me Waiting with Myself --
|
610
|
You'll find -- it when you try to die --
|
634
|
You'll know Her -- by Her Foot --
|
420
|
You'll know it -- as you know 'tis Noon
|
234
|
You're right -- "the way is narrow"
|
700
|
You've seen Balloons set -- Haven't You?
|
299
|
Your Riches -- taught me -- Poverty.
|
1452
|
Your thoughts don't have words every day
|