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Emily Dickinson
(1830-1886)
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476     I'm nobody! Who are you?
477     I'm saying every day
478     I'm sorry for the Dead—Today
479     I'm the little
480     I'm the little "Heart's Ease"
481     Impossibility, like Wine
482     In Ebon Box, when years have flown
483     In falling Timbers buried
484     In lands I never saw—they say
485     In rags mysterious as these
486     In Winter in my Room
487     Inconceivably solemn!
488     Is Bliss then, such Abyss
489     Is it dead—Find it
490     Is it true, dear Sue?
491     It always felt to me—a wrong
492     It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon
493     It can't be
494     It can't be "Summer"!
495     It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
496     It did not surprise me
497     It don't sound so terrible—quite—as it did
498     It Dropped So Low -- In My Regard --
499     It dropped so low in my regard
500     It feels a shame to be Alive
 
 

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