Author:Emily Dickinson/1000-1099


 * The Fingers of the Light -1000-
 * The Stimulus, beyond the Grave -1001-
 * Aurora is the effort -1002-
 * Dying at my music! -1003-
 * There is no Silence in the Earth—so silent -1004-
 * Bind me—I still can sing— -1005-
 * The first We knew of Him was Death— -1006-
 * Falsehood of Thee could I suppose -1007-
 * How still the Bells in Steeples stand -1008-
 * I was a Phoebe—nothing more— -1009-
 * Up Life's Hill with my little Bundle -1010-
 * She rose as high as His Occasion -1011-
 * Which is best? Heaven— -1012-
 * Too scanty 'twas to die for you -1013-
 * Did We abolish Frost -1014-
 * Were it but Me that gained the Height— -1015-
 * The Hills in Purple syllables -1016-
 * To die—without the Dying -1017-
 * Who saw no Sunrise cannot say -1018-
 * My Season's furthest Flower— -1019-
 * Trudging to Eden, looking backward -1020-
 * Far from Love the Heavenly Father -1021-
 * I knew that I had gained -1022-
 * It rises—passes—on our South -1023-
 * So large my Will -1024-
 * The Products of my Farm are these -1025-
 * The Dying need but little, Dear -1026-
 * My Heart upon a little Plate -1027-
 * 'Twas my one Glory— -1028-
 * Nor Mountain hinder Me -1029-
 * That Such have died enable Us -1030-
 * Fate slew Him, but He did not drop— -1031-
 * Who is the East? -1032-
 * Said Death to Passion -1033-
 * His Bill an Auger is -1034-
 * Bee! I'm expecting you! -1035-
 * Satisfaction—is the Agent -1036-
 * Here, where the Daisies fit my Head -1037-
 * Her little Parasol to lift -1038-
 * I heard, as if I had no Ear -1039-
 * Not so the infinite Relations—Below -1040-
 * Somewhat, to hope for -1041-
 * Spring comes on the World— -1042-
 * Lest this be Heaven indeed -1043-
 * A Sickness of this World it most occasions -1044-
 * Nature rarer uses Yellow -1045-
 * I've dropped my Brain—My Soul is numb— -1046-
 * The Opening and the Close -1047-
 * Reportless Subjects, to the Quick -1048-
 * Pain has but one Acquaintance -1049-
 * As willing lid o'er weary eye -1050-
 * I cannot meet the Spring unmoved— -1051-
 * I never saw a Moor— -1052-
 * It was a quiet way— -1053-
 * Not to discover weakness is -1054-
 * The Soul should always stand ajar -1055-
 * There is a Zone whose even Years -1056-
 * I had a daily Bliss -1057-
 * Bloom—is Result—to meet a Flower -1058-
 * Sang from the Heart, Sire -1059-
 * Air has no Residence, no Neighbor -1060-
 * Three Weeks passed since I had seen Her— -1061-
 * He scanned it—staggered— -1062-
 * Ashes denote that Fire was— -1063-
 * To help our Bleaker Parts -1064-
 * Let down the Bars, Oh Death— -1065-
 * Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die -1066-
 * Except the smaller size -1067-
 * Further in Summer than the Birds -1068-
 * Paradise is of the option -1069-
 * To undertake is to achieve -1070-
 * Perception of an object costs -1071-
 * Title divine—is mine! -1072-
 * Experiment to me -1073-
 * Count not that far that can be had -1074-
 * The Sky is low—the Clouds are mean -1075-
 * Just Once! Oh least Request! -1076-
 * These are the Signs to Nature's Inns— -1077-
 * The Bustle in a House -1078-
 * The Sun went down—no Man looked on— -1079-
 * When they come back—if Blossoms do— -1080-
 * Superiority to Fate -1081-
 * Revolution is the Pod -1082-
 * We learn it in Retreating -1083-
 * At Half past Three, a single Bird -1084-
 * If Nature smiles—the Mother must -1085-
 * What Twigs We held by— -1086-
 * We miss a Kinsman more -1087-
 * Ended, ere it begun— -1088-
 * Myself can read the Telegrams -1089-
 * I am afraid to own a Body— -1090-
 * The Well upon the Brook -1091-
 * It was not Saint—it was too large— -1092-
 * Because 'twas Riches I could own -1093-
 * Themself are all I have— -1094-
 * To Whom the Mornings stand for Nights -1095-
 * These Strangers, in a foreign World -1096-
 * Dew—is the Freshet in the Grass— -1097-
 * Of the Heart that goes in, and closes the Door -1098-
 * My Cocoon tightens—Colors tease— -1099-