- Emily Dickinson - These are the days when Birds come back
- Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
- Emily Dickinson - I bring an unaccustomed wine
- Emily Dickinson - Besides the Autumn poets sing
- Emily Dickinson - Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower,
- Emily Dickinson - Have you got a Brook in your little heart,
- Water, is taught by thirst.
- Flowers -- Well -- if anybody
- Pigmy seraphs -- gone astray
- An altered look about the hills
- Emily Dickinson - Soul, Wilt thou toss again?
- Whose are the little beds, I asked
- Some, too fragile for winter winds
- Emily Dickinson - She bore it till the simple veins
- Emily Dickinson - For every Bird a Nest
- On such a night, or such a night,
- Emily Dickinson - This heart that broke so long
- Emily Dickinson - All overgrown by cunning moss,
- Bless God, he went as soldiers,
- She died -- this was the way she died.
- She went as quiet as the Dew
- Emily Dickinson - The Sun kept stooping -- stooping -- low!
- Emily Dickinson - Mute thy Coronation
- Emily Dickinson - Except to Heaven, she is nought.
- Dust is the only Secret
- Emily Dickinson - You love me -- you are sure
- Emily Dickinson - The Murmur of a Bee
- Dying! Dying in the night!
- Emily Dickinson - Musicians wrestle everywhere
- Just lost, when I was saved!
