Famous Emily Dickinson Poems

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A Bird, came down the Walk
A Man may make a Remark
Because I could not stop for Death
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
I'm Nobody! Who are you?
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain
I measure every Grief I meet
I taste a liquor never brewed
I tie my Hat - I crease my Shawl
Knows how to forget!
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun
One Sister have I in our house
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers
Success is counted sweetest
Tell all the truth but tell it slant
The Savior must have been a docile Gentleman
Wild nights - Wild nights!
Besides the Autumn poets sing
A lane of Yellow led the eye
I like to see it lap the Miles
Color - Caste - Denomination
The Outlet
I could suffice for Him, I knew
A Day
Like Brooms of Steel
The Soul selects her own Society
I heard a Fly buzz
I cannot live with You
The Soul has Bandaged moments
It's all I have to bring today
We never know how high we are
If I should die
There's a certain Slant of light
My life closed twice before its close
Fame is a fickle food
To make a prairie
There is no frigate like a book
Dear March - Come in
The Soul unto itself
One day is there of the series
It was not Death, for I stood up
Luck is not chance
A Drop fell on the Apple Tree
Two Butterflies went out at Noon
Winter is good - his Hoar Delights
Come Slowly - Eden
I dwell in Possibility
I died for Beauty - but was scarce - Eden