Verse > Emily Dickinson > Complete Poems > Part One: Life
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Emily Dickinson (1830–86).  Complete Poems.  1924.

Part One: Life

This is my letter to the world
  1. Success is counted sweetest
  2. Our share of night to bear
  3. Soul, wilt thou toss again?
  4. ’T is so much joy!
  5. Glee! the great storm is over!
  6. If I can stop one heart from breaking
  7. Within my reach!
  8. A wounded deer leaps highest
  9. The heart asks pleasure first
  10. A precious, mouldering pleasure ’t is
  11. Much madness is divinest sense
  12. I asked no other thing
  13. The soul selects her own society
  14. Some things that fly there be
  15. I know some lonely houses off the road
  16. To fight aloud is very brave
  17. When night is almost done
  18. Read, sweet, how others strove
  19. Pain has an element of blank
  20. I taste a liquor never brewed
  21. He ate and drank the precious words
  22. I had no time to hate, because
  23. ’T was such a little, little boat
  24. Whether my bark went down at sea
  25. Belshazzar had a letter
  26. The brain within its groove
  27. I ’m nobody! Who are you?
  28. I bring an unaccustomed wine
  29. The nearest dream recedes, unrealized
  30. We play at paste
  31. I found the phrase to every thought
  32. Hope is the thing with feathers
  33. Dare you see a soul at the white heat?
  34. Who never lost, are unprepared
  35. I can wade grief
  36. I never hear the word ‘escape’
  37. For each ecstatic instant
  38. Through the straight pass of suffering
  39. I meant to have but modest needs
  40. The thought beneath so slight a film
  41. The soul unto itself
  42. Surgeons must be very careful
  43. I like to see it lap the miles
  44. The show is not the show
  45. Delight becomes pictorial
  46. A thought went up my mind to-day
  47. Is Heaven a physician?
  48. Though I get home how late, how late!
  49. A poor torn heart, a tattered heart
  50. I should have been too glad, I see
  51. It tossed and tossed
  52. Victory comes late
  53. God gave a loaf to every bird
  54. Experiment to me
  55. My country need not change her gown
  56. Faith is a fine invention
  57. Except the heaven had come so near
  58. Portraits are to daily faces
  59. I took my power in my hand
  60. A shady friend for torrid days
  61. Each life converges to some centre
  62. Before I got my eye put out
  63. Talk with prudence to a beggar
  64. He preached upon ‘breadth’
  65. Good night! which put the candle out?
  66. When I hoped I feared
  67. A deed knocks first at thought
  68. Mine enemy is growing old
  69. Remorse is memory awake
  70. The body grows outside
  71. Undue significance a starving man attaches
  72. Heart not so heavy as mine
  73. I many times thought peace had come
  74. Unto my books so good to turn
  75. This merit hath the worst
  76. I had been hungry all the years
  77. I gained it so
  78. To learn the transport by the pain
  79. I years had been from home
  80. Prayer is the little implement
  81. I know that he exists
  82. Musicians wrestle everywhere
  83. Just lost when I was saved!
  84. ’T is little I could care for pearls
  85. Superiority to fate
  86. Hope is a subtle glutton
  87. Forbidden fruit a flavor has
  88. Heaven is what I cannot reach!
  89. A word is dead
  90. To venerate the simple days
  91. It ’s such a little thing to weep
  92. Drowning is not so pitiful
  93. How still the bells in steeples stand
  94. If the foolish call them ‘flowers’
  95. Could mortal lip divine
  96. My life closed twice before its close
  97. We never know how high we are
  98. While I was fearing it, it came
  99. There is no frigate like a book
  100. Who has not found the heaven below
  101. A face devoid of love or grace
  102. I had a guinea golden
  103. From all the jails the boys and girls
  104. Few get enough,—enough is one
  105. Upon the gallows hung a wretch
  106. I felt a cleavage in my mind
  107. The reticent volcano keeps
  108. If recollecting were forgetting
  109. The farthest thunder that I heard
  110. On the bleakness of my lot
  111. A door just opened on a street
  112. Are friends delight or pain?
  113. Ashes denote that fire was
  114. Fate slew him, but he did not drop
  115. Finite to fail, but infinite to venture
  116. I measure every grief I meet
  117. I have a king who does not speak
  118. It dropped so low in my regard
  119. To lose one’s faith surpasses
  120. I had a daily bliss
  121. I worked for chaff, and earning wheat
  122. Life, and Death, and Giants
  123. Our lives are Swiss
  124. Remembrance has a rear and front
  125. To hang our head ostensibly
  126. The brain is wider than the sky
  127. The bone that has no marrow
  128. The past is such a curious creature
  129. To help our bleaker parts
  130. What soft, cherubic creatures
  131. Who never wanted,—maddest joy
  132. It might be easier
  133. You cannot put a fire out
  134. A modest lot, a fame ‘petite’
  135. Is bliss, then, such abyss
  136. I stepped from plank to plank
  137. One day is there of the series
  138. Softened by Time’s consummate plush

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