Author:Emily Dickinson/600-699


 * It troubled me as once I was— -600-
 * A still—Volcano—Life— -601-
 * Of Brussels—it was not— -602-
 * He found my Being—set it up— -603-
 * Unto my Books—so good to turn— -604-
 * The Spider holds a Silver Ball -605-
 * The Trees like Tassels—hit—and swung— -606-
 * Of nearness to her sundered Things -607-
 * Afraid! Of whom am I afraid? -608-
 * I Years had been from Home -609-
 * You'll find—it when you try to die— -610-
 * I see thee better—in the Dark— -611-
 * It would have starved a Gnat— -612-
 * They shut me up in Prose— -613-
 * In falling Timbers buried— -614-
 * Our journey had advanced— -615-
 * I rose—because He sank— -616-
 * Don't put up my Thread and Needle— -617-
 * At leisure is the Soul -618-
 * Glee—The great storm is over— -619-
 * It makes no difference abroad— -620-
 * I asked no other thing— -621-
 * To know just how He suffered—would be dear— -622-
 * It was too late for Man— -623-
 * Forever—is composed of Nows— -624-
 * 'Twas a long Parting—but the time -625-
 * Only God—detect the Sorrow— -626-
 * The Tint I cannot take—is best— -627-
 * They called me to the Window, for -628-
 * I watched the Moon around the House -629-
 * The Lightning playeth—all the while— -630-
 * Ourselves were wed one summer—dear— -631-
 * The Brain—is wider than the Sky— -632-
 * When Bells stop ringing—Church—begins -633-
 * You'll know Her—by Her Foot— -634-
 * I think the longest Hour of all -635-
 * The Way I read a Letter's—this— -636-
 * The Child's faith is new— -637-
 * To my small Hearth His fire came— -638-
 * My Portion is Defeat—today— -639-
 * I cannot live with You— -640-
 * Size circumscribes—it has no room -641-
 * Me from Myself—to banish— -642-
 * I could suffice for Him, I knew— -643-
 * You left me—Sire—two Legacies— -644-
 * Bereavement in their death to feel -645-
 * I think to Live—may be a Bliss -646-
 * A little Road—not made of Man— -647-
 * Promise This—When You be Dying— -648-
 * Her Sweet turn to leave the Homestead -649-
 * Pain—has an Element of Blank— -650-
 * So much Summer -651-
 * A Prison gets to be a friend— -652-
 * Of Being is a Bird -653-
 * A long—long Sleep—A famous—Sleep— -654-
 * Without this—there is nought— -655-
 * The name—of it—is "Autumn"— -656-
 * I dwell in Possibility— -657-
 * Whole Gulfs—of Red, and Fleets—of Red— -658-
 * That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet -659-
 * 'Tis good—the looking back on Grief— -660-
 * Could I but ride indefinite -661-
 * Embarrassment of one another -662-
 * Again—his voice is at the door— -663-
 * Of all the Souls that stand create— -664-
 * Dropped into the Ether Acre— -665-
 * Ah, Teneriffe! -666-
 * Bloom upon the Mountain—stated— -667-
 * "Nature" is what we see— -668-
 * No Romance sold unto -669-
 * One need not be a Chamber—to be Haunted— -670-
 * She dwelleth in the Ground— -671-
 * The Future—never spoke— -672-
 * The Love a Life can show Below -673-
 * The Soul that hath a Guest -674-
 * Essential Oils—are wrung— -675-
 * Least Bee that brew— -676-
 * To be alive—is Power— -677-
 * Wolfe demanded during dying -678-
 * Conscious am I in my Chamber -679-
 * Each Life Converges to some Centre— -680-
 * Soil of Flint, if steady tilled— -681-
 * 'Twould ease—a Butterfly— -682-
 * The Soul unto itself -683-
 * Best Gains—must have the Losses' Test— -684-
 * Not "Revelation"—'tis—that waits -685-
 * They say that "Time assuages"— -686-
 * I'll send the feather from my Hat! -687-
 * "Speech"—is a prank of Parliament— -688-
 * The Zeroes—taught us—Phosphorous— -689-
 * Victory comes late— -690-
 * Would you like summer? Taste of ours -691-
 * The Sun kept setting—setting—still -692-
 * Shells from the Coast mistaking— -693-
 * The Heaven vests for Each -694-
 * As if the Sea should part -695-
 * Their Height in Heaven comforts not— -696-
 * I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to— -697-
 * Life—is what we make of it— -698-
 * The Judge is like the Owl— -699-