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The Grass so little has to do Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Grass so little has to do

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The Guest is gold and crimson Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Guest is gold and crimson

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The Murmur of a Bee Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Murmur of a Bee

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The name — of it — is Autumn Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The name — of it — is Autumn

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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There is a flower that Bees prefer Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There is a flower that Bees prefer

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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There is a finished feeling Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There is a finished feeling

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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There came a Wind like a Bugle Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There came a Wind like a Bugle

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There came a Day at Summer's full Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There came a Day at Summer's full

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There is a June when Corn is cut Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There is a June when Corn is cut

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There is a Languor of the Life Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There is a Languor of the Life

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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There is a Shame of Nobleness Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There is a Shame of Nobleness

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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There is a pain — so utter Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There is a pain — so utter

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There is a morn by men unseen Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There is a morn by men unseen

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There are two Ripenings — one — of sight Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

There are two Ripenings — one — of sight

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Their Height in Heaven comforts not Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Their Height in Heaven comforts not

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The Wind begun to knead the Grass Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Wind begun to knead the Grass

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The Wind — tapped like a tired Man Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Wind — tapped like a tired Man

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The Whole of it came not at once Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Whole of it came not at once

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The Wind didn't come from the Orchard — today Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Wind didn't come from the Orchard — today

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The Winters are so short Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Winters are so short

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