Author:Emily Dickinson/900-999


 * What did They do since I saw Them? -900-
 * Sweet, to have had them lost -901-
 * The first Day that I was a Life -902-
 * I hide myself within my flower -903-
 * Had I not This, or This, I said -904-
 * Between My Country—and the Others— -905-
 * The Admirations—and Contempts—of time— -906-
 * Till Death—is narrow Loving— -907-
 * 'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast Thou -908-
 * I make His Crescent fill or lack— -909-
 * Experience is the Angled Road -910-
 * Too little way the House must lie -911-
 * Peace is a fiction of our Faith— -912-
 * And this of all my Hopes -913-
 * I cannot be ashamed -914-
 * Faith—is the Pierless Bridge -915-
 * His Feet are shod with Gauze— -916-
 * Love—is anterior to Life— -917-
 * Only a Shrine, but Mine— -918-
 * If I can stop one Heart from breaking -919-
 * We can but follow to the Sun— -920-
 * If it had no pencil -921-
 * Those who have been in the Grave the longest— -922-
 * How the Waters closed above Him -923-
 * Love—is that later Thing than Death— -924-
 * Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning— -925-
 * Patience—has a quiet Outer— -926-
 * Absent Place—an April Day— -927-
 * The Heart has narrow Banks -928-
 * How far is it to Heaven? -929-
 * There is a June when Corn is cut -930-
 * Noon—is the Hinge of Day— -931-
 * My best Acquaintances are those -932-
 * Two Travellers perishing in Snow -933-
 * That is solemn we have ended -934-
 * Death leaves Us homesick, who behind -935-
 * This Dust, and its Feature— -936-
 * I felt a Cleaving in my Mind— -937-
 * Fairer through Fading—as the Day -938-
 * What I see not, I better see— -939-
 * On that dear Frame the Years had worn -940-
 * The Lady feeds Her little Bird -941-
 * Snow beneath whose chilly softness -942-
 * A Coffin—is a small Domain -943-
 * I learned—at least—what Home could be— -944-
 * This is a Blossom of the Brain— -945-
 * It is an honorable Thought -946-
 * Of Tolling Bell I ask the cause? -947-
 * 'Twas Crisis—All the length had passed— -948-
 * Under the Light, yet under -949-
 * The Sunset stopped on Cottages -950-
 * As Frost is best conceived -951-
 * A Man may make a Remark— -952-
 * A Door just opened on a street— -953-
 * The Chemical conviction -954-
 * The Hollows round His eager Eyes -955-
 * What shall I do when the Summer troubles— -956-
 * As One does Sickness over -957-
 * We met as Sparks—Diverging Flints -958-
 * A loss of something ever felt I— -959-
 * As plan for Noon and plan for Night -960-
 * Wert Thou but ill—that I might show thee -961-
 * Midsummer, was it, when They died— -962-
 * A nearness to Tremendousness— -963-
 * "Unto Me?" I do not know you— -964-
 * Denial—is the only fact -965-
 * All forgot for recollecting -966-
 * Pain—expands the Time— -967-
 * Fitter to see Him, I may be -968-
 * He who in Himself believes— -969-
 * Color—Caste—Denomination— -970-
 * Robbed by Death—but that was easy— -971-
 * Unfulfilled to Observation— -972-
 * 'Twas awkward, but it fitted me— -973-
 * The Soul's distinct connection -974-
 * The Mountain sat upon the Plain -975-
 * Death is a Dialogue between -976-
 * Besides this May -977-
 * It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon— -978-
 * This Merit hath the worst— -979-
 * Purple—is fashionable twice— -980-
 * As Sleigh Bells seem in summer -981-
 * No Other can reduce -982-
 * Ideals are the Fairly Oil -983-
 * 'Tis Anguish grander than Delight -984-
 * The Missing All—prevented Me -985-
 * A narrow fellow in the grass -986-
 * The Leaves like Women interchange -987-
 * The Definition of Beauty is -988-
 * Gratitude—is not the mention -989-
 * Not all die early, dying young— -990-
 * She sped as Petals of a Rose -991-
 * The Dust behind I strove to join -992-
 * We miss Her, not because We see— -993-
 * Partake as doth the Bee -994-
 * This was in the White of the Year— -995-
 * We'll pass without the parting -996-
 * Crumbling is not an instant's Act -997-
 * Best Things dwell out of Sight -998-
 * Superfluous were the Sun -999-