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Emily Dickinson
10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts
Poems of Emily Dickinson
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
Elysium Is As Far As To
Emancipation
Embarrassment Of One Another
Empty My Heart, Of Thee
Ended, ere it begun -
Endow The Living—with The Tears -
Escape is such a thankful Word
Escaping Backward To Perceive
Essential Oils—are Wrung -
Except The Heaven Had Come So Near
Except To Heaven, She Is Nought
Exclusion (The Soul Selects Her Own Society)
Exhilaration is the Breeze
Exhilaration—is Within -
Expectation—is Contentment -
Experience Is The Angled Road
Exultation Is The Going
Fairer Through Fading—as The Day -
Faith
Faith—is The Pierless Bridge -
Fame Is A Bee
Fame Is A Fickle Food (1659)
Fame Is The Tine That Scholars Leave
Fame Of Myself, To Justify
Fate Slew Him, But He Did Not Drop
Finding Is The First Act
Finite—to Fail, But Infinite To Venture -
First Robin
Fitter To See Him, I May Be
Flowers—well—if Anybody - P
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 At His Side To Walk
Forever—it Composed Of Nows -
Forget! The Lady With The Amulet
Four Trees—upon A Solitary Acre -
Frequently The Wood Are Pink
From Blank To Blank
From Cocoon Forth A Butterfly
From The Chrysalis
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