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Nature is what we see Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Nature is what we see

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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The hallowing of Pain Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The hallowing of Pain

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She sweeps with many-colored Brooms Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

She sweeps with many-colored Brooms

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It is a lonesome Glee Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It is a lonesome Glee

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It is an honorable Thought Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It is an honorable Thought

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It is easy to work when the soul is at play Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It is easy to work when the soul is at play

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It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation

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It feels a shame to be Alive Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It feels a shame to be Alive

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It dropped so low — in my Regard Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It dropped so low — in my Regard

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It can't be Summer! Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It can't be Summer!

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It ceased to hurt me, though so slow Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It ceased to hurt me, though so slow

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It did not surprise me Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It did not surprise me

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It don't sound so terrible — quite — as it did Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It don't sound so terrible — quite — as it did

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It knew no Medicine Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It knew no Medicine

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It makes no difference abroad Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It makes no difference abroad

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It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was a Grave, yet bore no Stone

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It was given to me by the Gods Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was given to me by the Gods

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It was not Death, for I stood up Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was not Death, for I stood up

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
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It was too late for Man Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It was too late for Man

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It troubled me as once I was Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

It troubled me as once I was

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Where Thou art — that — is Home Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Where Thou art — that — is Home
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