Poems
Category Poems -
Time does go on --
By Emily Dickinson
Except to Heaven, she is nought.
By Emily Dickinson
There came a Day at Summer's full
By Emily Dickinson
Ourselves were wed one summer -- dear --
By Emily Dickinson
Bliss is the plaything of the child --
By Emily Dickinson
Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril
By Emily Dickinson
There is a pain -- so utter --
By Emily Dickinson
A little Dog that wags his tail
By Emily Dickinson
Nature -- the Gentlest Mother is,
By Emily Dickinson
The Summer that we did not prize,
By Emily Dickinson
The butterfly obtains
By Emily Dickinson
Midsummer, was it, when They died --
By Emily Dickinson
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