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328 [A Bird came down the Walk—] 73
341[After great pain, a formal feeling comes—] 74
376[Of Course—I prayed—] 74
401[What Soft—Cherubic Creatures—] 75
435[Much Madness is divinest Sense—] 75
441[This is my letter to the World] 75
448[This was a Poet—It is That] 76
449[I died for Beauty—but was scarce] 76
465[I heard a Fly buzz—when I died—] 76
478[I had no time to Hate—] 77
511[If you were coming in the Fall] 77
526[To hear an Oriole sing] 78
528[Mine—by the Right of the White Election!] 78
547[I’ve seen a Dying Eye] 78
556[The Brain, within its Groove] 79
569[I reckon—when I count at all—] 79
579[I had been hungry, all the Years—] 79
581[I found the words to every thought] 80
585[I like to see it lap the Miles—] 80
632[The Brain—is wider than the Sky—] 81
636 [The Way I read a Letter’s—this—] 81
640[I cannot live with You—] 82
650[Pain—has an Element of Blank—] 83
657[I dwell in Possibility—] 83
701[A Thought went up my mind today—] 83
712[Because I could not stop for Death—] 84
732[She rose to His Requirement—dropt] 84
754[My Life had stood—a Loaded Gun—] 85
816[A Death blow is a Life blow to Some] 85
823[Not what We did, shall be the test] 86
986[A narrow Fellow in the Grass] 86
1052[I never saw a Moor—] 86
1078[The Bustle in a House] 87
1082[Revolution is the Pod] 87
1100[The last Night that She lived] 87
1129[Tell all the Truth but tell it slant—] 88
1176[We never know how high we are] 88
1207[He preached upon “Breadth” till it argued him narrow—] 88
1263[There is no Frigate like a Book] 89
1304[Not with a Club, the Heart is broken] 89
1332[Pink—small—and punctual—] 89
1463[A Route of Evanescence] 90
1465[Before you thought of Spring] 90
1510[How happy is the little Stone] 90