Silent, alone
2:53
Now say, have women worth?
1:27
O merry bird
2:28
If ever two were one
2:53
Aurora Hail
1:42
’Twas mercy brought me
2:04
O Thou, Bright jew'l
2:43
While an intrinsic ardor prompts
4:29
To win a Susan of my own
0:50
Because the Bee may blameless hum
2:39
Volcanoes be in Sicily
0:56
Now I knew I lost her
1:08
That she forgot me was the least
1:50
To be forgot by Thee surpasses memory
2:30
Dear Miss Dickinson
2:25
My dear friend
1:36
What portfolios of verse you must have
1:22
Like and like
1:07
Patience is amiable and amiably
0:49
They are what they are
1:51
Accident'ly in the morning
1:15
Sweet sounds
2:38
I feel the Spring
1:31
It moves apart from me
1:21
Jealousy, his handmaiden
2:47
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