Author:Emily Dickinson/1-99


 * Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine -1-
 * There is another sky -2-
 * Sic transit gloria mundi -3-
 * On this wondrous sea -4-
 * I have a Bird in spring -5-
 * Frequently the woods are pink - -6-
 * The feet of people walking home -7-
 * There is a word -8-
 * Through lane it lay—through bramble— -9-
 * My wheel is in the dark! -10-
 * I never told the buried gold -11-
 * The morns are meeker than they were— -12-
 * Sleep is supposed to be -13-
 * One Sister have I in our house -14-
 * The Guest is gold and crimson— -15-
 * I would distil a cup -16-
 * Baffled for just a day or two— -17-
 * The Gentian weaves her fringes— -18-
 * A sepal, petal, and a thorn -19-
 * Distrustful of the Gentian— -20-
 * We lose—because we win— -21-
 * All these my banners be -22-
 * I had a guinea golden— -23-
 * There is a morn by men unseen— -24-
 * She slept beneath a tree— -25-
 * It's all I have to bring today— -26-
 * Morns like these—we parted— -27-
 * So has a Daisy vanished -28-
 * If those I loved were lost -29-
 * Adrift! A little boat adrift! -30-
 * Summer for thee, grant I may be -31-
 * When Roses cease to bloom, Sir -32-
 * If recollecting were forgetting -33-
 * Garland for Queens, may be— -34-
 * Nobody knows this little Rose— -35-
 * Snow flakes -36-
 * Before the ice is in the pools— -37-
 * By such and such an offering -38-
 * It did not surprise me— -39-
 * When I count the seeds -40-
 * I robbed the Woods— -41-
 * A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! -42-
 * Could live—did live— -43-
 * If she had been the Mistletoe -44-
 * There's something quieter than sleep -45-
 * I keep my pledge -46-
 * Heart! We will forget him! -47-
 * Once more, my now bewildered Dove -48-
 * I never lost as much but twice -49-
 * I haven't told my garden yet— -50-
 * I often passed the village -51-
 * Whether my bark went down at sea— -52-
 * Taken from men—this morning— -53-
 * If I should die -54-
 * By Chivalries as tiny -55-
 * If I should cease to bring a Rose -56-
 * To venerate the simple days -57-
 * Delayed till she had ceased to know— -58-
 * A little East of Jordan -59-
 * Like her the Saints retire -60-
 * Papa above! -61-
 * "Sown in dishonor"! -62-
 * If pain for peace prepares -63-
 * Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair! -64-
 * I can't tell you—but you feel it— -65-
 * So from the mould -66-
 * Success is counted sweetest -67-
 * Ambition cannot find him -68-
 * Low at my problem bending -69-
 * "Arcturus" is his other name— -70-
 * A throe upon the features— -71-
 * Glowing is her Bonnet -72-
 * Who never lost, are unprepared -73-
 * A Lady red—amid the Hill -74-
 * She died at play -75-
 * Exultation is the going -76-
 * I never hear the word "escape" -77-
 * A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart— -78-
 * Going to Heaven! -79-
 * Our lives are Swiss— -80-
 * We should not mind so small a flower— -81-
 * Whose cheek is this? -82-
 * Heart, not so heavy as mine -83-
 * Her breast is fit for pearls -84-
 * "They have not chosen me," he said -85-
 * South Winds jostle them— -86-
 * A darting fear—a pomp—a tear— -87-
 * As by the dead we love to sit -88-
 * Some things that fly there be— -89-
 * Within my reach! -90-
 * So bashful when I spied her! -91-
 * My friend must be a Bird— -92-
 * Went up a year this evening! -93-
 * Angels, in the early morning -94-
 * My nosegays are for Captives— -95-
 * Sexton! My Master's sleeping here -96-
 * The rainbow never tells me -97-
 * One dignity delays for all— -98-
 * New feet within my garden go— -99-