Emily Dickinson Poems - 500-599
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- Within my Garden, rides a Bird -500-
- This World is not Conclusion. -501-
- At least -- to pray -- is left -- is left -- -502-
- Better -- than Music! For I -- who heard it -- -503-
- You know that Portrait in the Moon -- -504-
- I would not paint -- a picture -- -505-
- He touched me, so I live to know -506-
- She sights a Bird -- she chuckles -- -507-
- I'm ceded -- I've stopped being Theirs -- -508-
- If anybody's friend be dead -509-
- It was not Death, for I stood up, -510-
- If you were coming in the Fall, -511-
- The Soul has Bandaged moments -- -512-
- Like Flowers, that heard the news of Dews, -513-
- Her smile was shaped like other smiles -- -514-
- No Crowd that has occurred -515-
- Beauty -- be not caused -- It Is -- -516-
- He parts Himself -- like Leaves -- -517-
- Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night -518-
- 'Twas warm -- at first -- like Us -- -519-
- I started Early -- Took my Dog -- -520-
- Endow the Living -- with the Tears -- -521-
- Had I presumed to hope -- -522-
- Sweet -- You forgot -- but I remembered -523-
- Departed -- to the Judgment -- -524-
- I think the Hemlock likes to stand -525-
- To hear an Oriole sing -526-
- To put this World down, like a Bundle -- -527-
- Mine -- by the Right of the White Election! -528-
- I'm sorry for the Dead -- Today -- -529-
- You cannot put a Fire out -- -530-
- We dream -- it is good we are dreaming -- -531-
- I tried to think a lonelier Thing -532-
- Two butterflies went out at Noon -- -533-
- We see -- Comparatively -- -534-
- She's happy, with a new Content -- -535-
- The Heart asks Pleasure -- first -- -536-
- Me prove it now -- Whoever doubt -537-
- 'Tis true -- They shut me in the Cold -- -538-
- The Province of the Saved -539-
- I took my Power in my Hand -- -540-
- Some such Butterfly be seen -541-
- I had no Cause to be awake -- -542-
- I fear a Man of frugal Speech -- -543-
- The Martyr Poets -- did not tell -- -544-
- 'Tis One by One -- the Father counts -- -545-
- To fill a Gap -546-
- I've seen a Dying Eye -547-
- Death is potential to that Man -548-
- That I did always love -549-
- I cross till I am weary -550-
- There is a Shame of Nobleness -- -551-
- An ignorance a Sunset -552-
- One Crucifixion is recorded -- only -- -553-
- The Black Berry -- wears a Thorn in his side -- -554-
- Trust in the Unexpected -- -555-
- The Brain, within its Groove -556-
- She hideth Her the last -- -557-
- But little Carmine hath her face -- -558-
- It knew no Medicine -- -559-
- It knew no lapse, nor Diminuation -- -560-
- I measure every Grief I meet -561-
- Conjecturing a Climate -562-
- I could not prove the Years had feet -- -563-
- My period had come for Prayer -- -564-
- One Anguish -- in a Crowd -- -565-
- A Dying Tiger -- moaned for Drink -- -566-
- He gave away his Life -- -567-
- We learned the Whole of Love -- -568-
- I reckon -- when I count it all -- -569-
- I could die -- to know -- -570-
- Must be a Woe -- -571-
- Delight -- becomes pictorial -- -572-
- The Test of Love -- is Death -- -573-
- My first well Day -- since many ill -- -574-
- "Heaven" has different Signs -- to me -- -575-
- I prayed, at first, a little Girl, -576-
- If I may have it, when it's dead, -577-
- The Body grows without -- -578-
- I had been hungry, all the Years -- -579-
- I gave myself to Him -- -580-
- I found the words to every thought -581-
- Inconceivably solemn! -582-
- A Toad, can die of Light -- -583-
- It ceased to hurt me, though so slow -584-
- I like to see it lap the Miles -- -585-
- We talked as Girls do -- -586-
- Empty my Heart, of Thee -- -587-
- I cried at Pity -- not at Pain -- -588-
- The Night was wide, and furnished scant -589-
- Did you ever stand in a Cavern's Mouth -- -590-
- To interrupt His Yellow Plan -591-
- What care the Dead, for Chanticleer -- -592-
- I think I was enchanted -593-
- The Battle fought between the Soul -594-
- Like Mighty Foot Lights -- burned the Red -595-
- When I was small, a Woman died -- -596-
- It always felt to me -- a wrong -597-
- Three times -- we parted -- Breath -- and I -- -598-
- There is a pain -- so utter -- -599-
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