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The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
     

The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

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Collection of Poems by Emily Dickinson

Index of First Lines


A bird came down the walk:
A charm invests a face
A clock stopped — not the mantel's;
A death-blow is a life-blow to some
A deed knocks first at thought,
A dew sufficed itself
A door just opened on a street —
A drop fell on the apple tree,
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Collection of Poems by Emily Dickinson

Index of First Lines


A bird came down the walk:
A charm invests a face
A clock stopped — not the mantel's;
A death-blow is a life-blow to some
A deed knocks first at thought,
A dew sufficed itself
A door just opened on a street —
A drop fell on the apple tree,
A face devoid of love or grace,
A lady red upon the hill
A light exists in spring
A little road not made of man,
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
A modest lot, a fame petite,
A murmur in the trees to note,
A narrow fellow in the grass
A poor torn heart, a tattered heart,
A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is
A route of evanescence
A sepal, petal, and a thorn
A shady friend for torrid days
A sickness of this world it most occasions
A sloop of amber slips away
A solemn thing it was, I said,
A something in a summer's day,
A spider sewed at night
A thought went up my mind to-day
A throe upon the features
A toad can die of light!
A word is dead
A wounded deer leaps highest,
Adrift! A little boat adrift!
Afraid? Of whom am I afraid?
After a hundred years
All overgrown by cunning moss,
Alter? When the hills do.
Ample make this bed.
An altered look about the hills;
An awful tempest mashed the air,
An everywhere of silver,
Angels in the early morning
Apparently with no surprise
Arcturus is his other name, —
Are friends delight or pain?
As by the dead we love to sit,
As children bid the guest good-night,
As far from pity as complaint,
As if some little Arctic flower,
As imperceptibly as grief
Ashes denote that fire was;
At half-past three a single bird
At last to be identified!
At least to pray is left, is left.
Because I could not stop for Death,
Before I got my eye put out,
Before the ice is in the pools,
Before you thought of spring,
Belshazzar had a letter, —
Bereaved of all, I went abroad,
Besides the autumn poets sing,
Blazing in gold and quenching in purple,
Bless God, he went as soldiers,
Bring me the sunset in a cup,
Come slowly, Eden!
Could I but ride indefinite,
Could mortal lip divine
Dare you see a soul at the white heat?
Dear March, come in!
Death is a dialogue between
Death is like the insect
Death sets a thing significant
Delayed till she had ceased to know,
Delight becomes pictorial
Departed to the judgment,
Did the harebell loose her girdle
Doubt me, my dim companion!
Drab habitation of whom?
Drowning is not so pitiful
Each life converges to some centre
Each that we lose takes part of us;
Elysium is as far as to
Essential oils are wrung:
Except the heaven had come so near,
Except to heaven, she is nought;
Experiment to me
Exultation is the going
Far from love the Heavenly Father
Farther in summer than the birds,
Fate slew him, but he did not drop;
Father, I bring thee not myself, —
Few get enough, — enough is one;
Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
For each ecstatic instant
Forbidden fruit a flavor has
Frequently the woods are pink,
From all the jails the boys and girls
From cocoon forth a butterfly
From us she wandered now a year,
Given in marriage unto thee,
Glee! The great storm is over!
God gave a loaf to every bird,
God made a little gentian;
God permits industrious angels
Going to heaven!
"Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him —
Good night! which put the candle out?
Great streets of silence led away
Have you got a brook in your little heart,
He ate and drank the precious words,
He fumbles at your spirit
He preached upon "breadth" till it argued him narrow, —
He put the belt around my life, —
He touched me, so I live to know
Heart not so heavy as mine,
Heart, we will forget him!
Heaven is what I cannot reach!
Her final summer was it,
High from the earth I heard a bird;
His bill an auger is,
Hope is a subtle glutton;
Hope is the thing with feathers
How dare the robins sing,
How happy is the little stone
How many times these low feet staggered,
How still the bells in steeples stand,
How the old mountains drip with sunset,
I asked no other thing,
I breathed enough to learn the trick,
I bring an unaccustomed wine
I can wade grief,
I cannot live with you,
I died for beauty, but was scarce
I dreaded that first robin so,
I envy seas whereon he rides,
I felt a clearing in my mind
I felt a funeral in my brain,
I found the phrase to every thought
I gained it so,
I gave myself to him,
I had a daily bliss
I had a guinea golden;

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Product Details

BN ID:
2940015752045
Publisher:
qasim idrees
Publication date:
11/19/2012
Series:
The Complete Works Collection Series , #71
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Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
757 KB

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Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson 3.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 42 reviews.
AnakinFanatic More than 1 year ago
This book has all of the poems from the famous poet. If you enjoy her poems than you should definitely buy the book. Her writing style is unique and she allows you to ponder over what she is talking about. Her poetry is ambiguous so you are able to read it without connecting it to her time period.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Various collections of Emily Dickinson's sparkling and innovative poetry are available, but this edition by Thomas Johnson remains, hands-down, the best. If you are going to invest in a collection of Dickinson's poetry -- and you should! -- look no further than the unparalleled Johnson edition.
Rosalba Perez More than 1 year ago
If u simply want to read emilys poems this is a good book, but if using for educational purposes, it is not. Search engine and menu does not allow you to simply look up and locate a particular poem. It doesnt even give you access to the index of the poems which is the last section of the book. I was very frustrated and disappointed with this book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Though Emily never did intend for anyone to read her poems -- other than herself -- the book shares everyone of her poems ever written. If you like poetry or the lyrics of Alanis Morrissette you need this book. It's a wonderful collection.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Book downloads to about 450 of the 500 pages. B & N support is NOT helpful when you just want the whole book you paid for. Plenty of employees to sell Nooks - not enough employees to support problems like this. On the phone for one hour - they promised to resolve the problem and get back to me in 24 or 48 hours. That was about 5 days ago.
Jordan_Hal More than 1 year ago
This is an awesome collection to have in one's own library. Everyone should own Emily D. works, along with Ohio Blue Tips by Jeanne E. Clark, The Photos In The Closet by Daniel E. Lopez, and works by Alison Townsend.
Emily Barnes-taub More than 1 year ago
this is the best book that u can buy. i am a huge emily d. fan and i own lots of her books buf this is my fav.
Elijah_Joon More than 1 year ago
If you are an Emily Dickinson enthusiast or general poetry lover, this edition is the one to get. Emily Dickinson seems to appeal to a wide range of people, and this is only part of the charm in her surviving work. This collection is definitely worth having in your book collection to come back to time and time again.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I can't open it or read it. My Nook app crashes every time on my Galaxy Tab S 8.4 in tablet. Will ask for refund.
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Index of first lines stops at A. I would like a refund please.
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Emily Dickinson wrote over 1000 poems in her life; this collection and others like it have less than 500. Additionally, I'm used to searching for poems by number (poem 403, 212, 693, etc.), so the organization threw me completely off. At the very least, add a table of contents next time, or include the poem number.
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Rose_of_Turbansk More than 1 year ago
I got this is a Christmas gift last year, and I could be more delighted with it! I've been reading the whole thing cover to cover. Her poems are so beautiful, I particularly enjoy the ones about nature. The book itself is very pleasing to the eye, so happy to have this copy!
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