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The Pedigree of Honey by Emily Dickinson
The pedigree of honeyDoes not concern the bee;A clover, any time, to himIs aristocracy.
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The Railway Train by Emily Dickinson
Dickinson’s poem is also known as I Like to See It Lap the Miles, which allows readers to guess Dickinson’s…
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There Came a Wind Like a Bugle by Emily Dickinson
There came a wind like a bugle;It quivered through the grass,And a green chill upon the heatSo ominous did passWe…
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There is Another Sky by Emily Dickinson
There is another sky,Ever serene and fair,And there is another sunshine,Though it be darkness there;Never mind faded forests, Austin,Never mind…
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There Is A Word by Emily Dickinson
There is a wordWhich bears a swordcan pierce an armed man. It hurls its barbed syllables, —At once is mute…
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There’s a Certain Slant of Light by Emily Dickinson
There’s a certain slant of light,On winter afternoons,That oppresses, like the weightOf cathedral tunes. Heavenly hurt it gives us;We can…
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There’s Been a Death in the Opposite House by Emily Dickinson
There’s been a death in the opposite houseAs lately as today.I know it by the numb lookSuch houses have alway.…
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This Is My Letter To The World by Emily Dickinson
This is my letter to the world,That never wrote to me,–The simple news that Nature told,With tender majesty.Her message is…
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This Quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies by Emily Dickinson
This quiet dust was gentlemen and ladiesAnd lads and girls;Was laughter and ability and sighing,And frocks and curls; This passive…
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We Like March by Emily Dickinson
We like March, his shoes are purple,He is new and high;Makes he mud for dog and peddler,Makes he forest dry;Knows…
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