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If all the griefs I am to have Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

If all the griefs I am to have

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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If my Bark sink Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

If my Bark sink

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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If Nature smiles — the Mother must Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

If Nature smiles — the Mother must

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Image of Light, Adieu Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Image of Light, Adieu

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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If wrecked upon the Shoal of Thought Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

If wrecked upon the Shoal of Thought

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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I'd rather recollect a setting Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I'd rather recollect a setting

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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I worked for chaff and earning Wheat Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I worked for chaff and earning Wheat

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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I thought that nature was enough Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I thought that nature was enough

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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I suppose the time will come Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I suppose the time will come

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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I thought the Train would never come Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I thought the Train would never come

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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I took one Draught of Life Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I took one Draught of Life

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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I was a Phoebe — nothing more Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

I was a Phoebe — nothing more

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Immortal is an ample word Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Immortal is an ample word

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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Immured in Heaven! Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Immured in Heaven!

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It sounded as if the Streets were running Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It sounded as if the Streets were running

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It rises — passes — on our South Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It rises — passes — on our South

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It stole along so stealthy Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It stole along so stealthy

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It was a quiet seeming Day Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was a quiet seeming Day

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It was not Saint — it was too large Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was not Saint — it was too large

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It was a quiet way Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was a quiet way

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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