Emily Dickinson (1799 Poems)
Index Page # 21 (poems : 1001 - 1050 )
- Peace Is A Fiction Of Our Faith
- Perception Of An Object Costs
- Perhaps I Asked Too Large
- Perhaps They Do Not Go So Far
- Perhaps You Think Me Stooping
- Perhaps You'd Like To Buy A Flower
- Peril As A Possesssion
- Pigmy Seraphs-gone Astray
- Pink-small-and Punctual-
- Poor Little Heart!
- Portraits Are To Daily Faces
- Power Is A Familiar Growth-
- Praise It-'tis Dead-
- Prayer Is The Little Implement
- Precious To Me-she Still Shall Be
- Presentiment Is That Long Shadow On The Lawn
- Promise This-when You Be Dying
- Proud Of My Broken Heart, Since Thou Didst Break It
- Publication-is The Auction
- Purple-is Fashionable Twice
- Pursuing You In Your Transitions
- Put Up My Lute!
- Quite Empty, Quite At Rest
- Rather Arid Delight
- Read-sweet-how Others-strove
- Rearrange A 'wife's' Affection!
- Recollect The Face Of Me
- Red Sea, Indeed! Talk Not To Me
- Rehearsal To Ourselves
- Remember Me Implored The Thief!
- Remembrance Has A Rear And Front-
- Remorse-is Memory-awake
- Removed From Accident Of Loss
- Renunciation-is A Piercing Virtue
- Reportless Subjects, To The Quick
- Rest At Night
- Reverse Cannot Befall
- Revolution Is The Pod
- Ribbons Of The Year
- Risk Is The Hair That Holds The Tun
- Robbed By Death-but That Was Easy
- Safe Despair It Is That Raves-
- Safe In Their Alabaster Chambers,
- Said Death To Passion
- Sang From The Heart, Sire
- Satisfaction-is The Agent
- Savior! I've No One Else To Tell
- Secrets Is A Daily Word
- September's Baccalaureate
- Severer Service Of Myself
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