A Bird Came Down
A Door Just Opened On A Street
A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree
A Light Exists In Spring
A Long, Long Sleep, A Famous Sleep
A Narrow Fellow In The Grass
A Thought Went Up My Mind To-Day
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes
Because I Could Not Stop For Death
Death Sets A Thing Of Significant
Delight Becomes Pictorial
Departed To The Judgment
Each Life Converges To Some Centre
For Each Ecstatic Instant
God Gave A Loaf To Every Bird
God Permit Industrious Angels
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