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Poems by Emily Dickinson: III ("Your riches taught me poverty")
by EmilyDickinsonIIThe ContractIII Your riches taught me poverty. Myself a millionnaire In little wealths, — as girls could boast, — Till broad as Buenos Ayre, You drifted your dominions…Poems by Emily Dickinson: VI ("The way I read a letter")
by EmilyDickinsonThe LetterVIIVI The way I read a letter 's this: 'T is first I lock the door, And push it with my fingers next, For transport it be sure. And then I go the furthest off…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XVII ("Who robbed the woods")
by EmilyDickinsonSecretsTwo VoyagersXVII Who robbed the woods, The trusting woods? The unsuspecting trees Brought out their burrs and mosses His fantasy to please. He scanned their trinkets…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXVIII ("I know a place")
by EmilyDickinsonThe SpiderXXIXXXVIII I know a place where summer strives With such a practised frost, She each year leads her daisies back, Recording briefly, "Lost." But when the south…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXIX ("The one that could")
by EmilyDickinsonXXVIIIThe Wind's VisitXXIX The one that could repeat the summer day Were greater than itself, though he Minutest of mankind might be. And who could reproduce the sun, At…Poems by Emily Dickinson: III ("At half-past three")
by EmilyDickinsonOut of the MorningDay's ParlorIII At half-past three a single bird Unto a silent sky Propounded but a single term Of cautious melody. At half-past four, experiment Had…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXXI ("Nature rarer uses yellow")
by EmilyDickinsonThe Wind's VisitGossipXXXI Nature rarer uses yellow Than another hue; Saves she all of that for sunsets, — Prodigal of blue, Spending scarlet like a woman,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Sunset ("Where ships of purple")
by EmilyDickinsonWith FlowersXLSunset Sunset Where ships of purple gently toss On seas of daffodil, Fantastic sailors mingle, And then — the wharf is still.Poems by Emily Dickinson: XLI ("Like mighty footlights")
by EmilyDickinsonXLProblemsXLI Like mighty footlights burned the red At bases of the trees, — The far theatricals of day Exhibiting to these. 'T was universe that did applaud While,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XLV ("As imperceptibly as grief")
by EmilyDickinsonMy CricketXLVIXLV As imperceptibly as grief The summer lapsed away, — Too imperceptible, at last, To seem like perfidy. A quietness distilled, As twilight long begun, Or…