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E
Each that we lose takes part of us
Eden is that old–fashioned House
Elysium is as far as to
Empty my Heart, of Thee
Essential Oils – are wrung
Experience is the Angled Road
Experiment escorts us last
Experiment to me
Exultation is the going
F
“Faith” is a fine invention
Fame is a bee
Fame of Myself, to justify
Fame’s Boys and Girls
Far from Love the Heavenly Father
Finding is the first Act
For each ecstatic instant
For every Bird a Nest
For largest Woman’s Hearth I knew
Forbidden Fruit a flavor has
Forever – is composed of Nows
Four Trees – upon a solitary Acre
Frequently the woods are pink
From Us She wandered now a Year
Further in Summer than the Birds
G
Garlands for Queens, may be
Given in Marriage unto Thee
God is a distant – stately Lover
God is indeed a jealous God
Good Morning – Midnight
Gratitude – is not the mention
Great Caesar! Condescend
Grief is a Mouse
Growth of Man – like Growth of Nature –
H
Have any like Myself
He fought like those Who’ve nought to lose
He found my Being – set it up
He fumbles at your Soul
He preached upon “Breadth”
He strained my faith
He touched me, so I live to know
He was my host – he was my guest
He was weak, and I was strong – then
He who in Himself believes
Heart not so heavy as mine
Heart! We will forget him!
“Heaven” – is what I cannot reach!
“Heaven” has different Signs – to me
“Heavenly Father” – take to thee
Her final Summer was it
Her Losses make our Gains ashamed
Her spirit rose to such a height
His Feet are shod with Gauze
His oriental heresies
Hope is a strange invention
“Hope” is the thing with feathers
How destitute is he
How far is it to Heaven?
How happy I was if I could forget
How happy is the little Stone
How soft this Prison is
How still the Bells in Steeples stand