Come slowly, Eden!
Emily Dickinson
Because I Could Not Stop for Death
A Book
The Bustle in a House
Come Slowly, Eden!
Death Sets a Thing
Heart, We Will Forget Him!
Hope is the Thing with Feathers
I Felt a Funeral in My Brain
I Went To Heaven
My Life Closed Twice Before it Closed
The Mystery of Pain
A Narrow Fellow in the Grass
The Only News I Know
Success is Counted Sweetest
Summer Shower
There Is A Word
This Is My Letter To The World
A Thunderstorm
We Like March
When Roses Cease To Bloom, Dear
Come slowly, Eden! lips unused to thee, Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee, Reaching late his flower, Round her chamber hums, Counts his nectars --enters, And is lost in balms!