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Poems by - Emily Dickinson

It can't be summer, -- that got through

By Emily Dickinson

The gentian weaves her fringes

By Emily Dickinson

God made a little gentian

By Emily Dickinson

Besides the autumn poets sing

By Emily Dickinson

It sifts from leaden sieves

By Emily Dickinson

No brigadier throughout the year

By Emily Dickinson

Let down the bars, O Death!

By Emily Dickinson

Going to heaven!

By Emily Dickinson

At least to pray is left, is left

By Emily Dickinson

Step lightly on this narrow spot!

By Emily Dickinson

Morns like these we parted

By Emily Dickinson

A death-blow is a life-blow to some

By Emily Dickinson

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