Emily Dickinson Poems

• 301.   I Had No Time To Hate, Because
  I had no time to hate, because
  The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I
  
• 302.   Have You Got A Brook In Your Little Heart
  136
  Have you got a Brook in your little heart,
  
• 303.   You'll Find—it When You Try To Die
  610
  You'll findâ??it when you try to dieâ??
  
• 304.   Fame Is The Tine That Scholars Leave
  866
  Fame is the tine that Scholars leave
  
• 305.   You Know That Portrait In The Moon
  504
  You know that Portrait in the Moon—
  
• 306.   Her Grace Is All She Has—
  810
  Her Grace is all she has—
  
• 307.   One Sister Have I In Our House
  14
  One Sister have I in our house,
  
• 308.   It Will Be Summer—eventually
  342
  It will be Summerâ??eventually.
  
• 309.   Their Height In Heaven Comforts Not
  696
  Their Height in Heaven comforts not—
  
• 310.   The Test Of Love—is Death
  573
  The Test of Loveâ??is Deathâ??
  
• 311.   I Live With Him—i See His Face
  463
  I live with Himâ??I see His faceâ??
  
• 312.   Savior! I've No One Else To Tell
  217
  Savior! I've no one else to tell—
  
• 313.   Civilization—spurns—the Leopard!
  492
  Civilization—spurns—the Leopard!
  
• 314.   There's Been A Death In The Opposite House
  There's been a death in the opposite house
  As lately as to-day. I know it by the numb look
  
• 315.   Where Thou Art—that—is Home
  725
  Where Thou artâ??thatâ??is Homeâ??
  
• 316.   To See Her Is A Picture
  To see her is a Picture â??
  To hear her is a Tune â?? To know her an Intemperance
  
• 317.   Part Five: The Single Hound
  THE LARGEST fire ever known
  Occurs each afternoon, Discovered is without surprise,
  
• 318.   Finite—to Fail, But Infinite To Venture
  847
  Finiteâ??to fail, but infinite to Ventureâ??
  
• 319.   When Night Is Almost Done
  347
  When Night is almost done—
  
• 320.   Essential Oils—are Wrung
  675
  Essential Oilsâ??are wrungâ??
  
• 321.   It Is Easy To Work When The Soul Is At Play
  244
  It is easy to work when the soul is at play—
  
• 322.   I Read My Sentence—steadily
  412
  I read my sentenceâ??steadilyâ??
  
• 323.   Experience Is The Angled Road
  910
  Experience is the Angled Road
  
• 324.   Dying At My Music
  Dying at my music!
  Bubble! Bubble! Hold me till the Octave's run!
  
• 325.   The Show Is Not The Show,
  The show is not the show,
  But they that go. Menagerie to me
  
• 326.   Purple—is Fashionable Twice
  980
  Purpleâ??is fashionable twiceâ??
  
• 327.   The Skies Can't Keep Their Secret!
  191
  The Skies can't keep their secret!
  
• 328.   'tis Sunrise—little Maid—hast Thou
  908
  'Tis Sunrise—Little Maid—Hast Thou
  
• 329.   Mine—by The Right Of The White Election!
  528
  Mineâ??by the Right of the White Election!
  
• 330.   Mine—by The Right Of The White Election!
  528
  Mineâ??by the Right of the White Election!
  
• 331.   Mine—by The Right Of The White Election!
  528
  Mineâ??by the Right of the White Election!
  
• 332.   My Life Closed Twice
  My life closed twice before its close--
  It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil
  
• 333.   There Is A Pain—so Utter
  599
  There is a painâ??so utterâ??
  
• 334.   Two Travellers Perishing In Snow
  933
  Two Travellers perishing in Snow
  
• 335.   The Lamp Burns Sure—within
  233
  The Lamp burns sureâ??withinâ??
  
• 336.   Finding Is The First Act
  870
  Finding is the first Act
  
• 337.   The Bat Is Dun With Wrinkled Wings
  THE BAT is dun with wrinkled wings
  Like fallow article, And not a song pervades his lips,
  
• 338.   "heaven" Has Different Signs—to Me
  575
  "Heaven" has different Signs—to me—
  
• 339.   Bereavement In Their Death To Feel
  645
  Bereavement in their death to feel
  
• 340.   Good Morning—midnight
  425
  Good Morningâ??Midnightâ??
  
• 341.   You Said That I
  You said that I "was Great"â??one Dayâ??
  Then "Great" it beâ??if that please Theeâ?? Or Smallâ??or any size at allâ??
  
• 342.   Like Mighty Foot Lights—burned The Red
  595
  Like Mighty Foot Lightsâ??burned the Red
  
• 343.   A Solemn Thing—it Was—i Said
  271
  A solemn thing—it was—I said—
  
• 344.   Beclouded
  The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
  A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut
  
• 345.   Where Ships Of Purple—gently Toss
  265
  Where Ships of Purpleâ??gently tossâ??
  
• 346.   What Shall I Do—it Whimpers So
  186
  What shall I doâ??it whimpers soâ??
  
• 347.   A Little Bread—a Crust—a Crumb
  159
  A little bread—a crust—a crumb—
  
• 348.   Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
  Wild Nights! Wild Nights!
  Were I with thee, Wild Nights should be
  
• 349.   Ourselves Were Wed One Summer—dear
  631
  Ourselves were wed one summerâ??dearâ??
  
• 350.   Unto Me? I Do Not Know You—
  "Unto Me?" I do not know youâ??
  Where may be your House?