The Outlet (162)
Emily Dickinson
Track 37 on Poems 1890
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The Outlet (162) Lyrics
My river runs to thee:
Blue sea, wilt welcome me?
My river waits reply.
Oh sea, look graciously!
I'll fetch thee brooks
From spotted nooks,—
Say, sea,
Take me!
Blue sea, wilt welcome me?
My river waits reply.
Oh sea, look graciously!
I'll fetch thee brooks
From spotted nooks,—
Say, sea,
Take me!
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- 1.Success
- 4.Rouge Gagne
- 7.Almost
- 10.In A Library
- 14.The Secret
- 17.Dawn
- 21.A Book
- 23.Unreturning
- 27.Mine
- 28.Bequest
- 30.Suspense
- 31.Surrender
- 33.With A Flower
- 34.Proof
- 36.Transplanted
- 37.The Outlet (162)
- 38.In Vain
- 39.Renunciation
- 40.Love’s Baptism
- 41.Resurrection
- 42.Apocalypse
- 43.The Wife
- 44.Apotheosis
- 46.May-Flower
- 47.Why
- 52.Summer’s Armies
- 53.The Grass
- 55.Summer Shower
- 56.Psalm of the Day
- 59.The Bee
- 64.Two worlds
- 66.A Day
- 68.The Wind
- 69.Death And Life
- 71.Indian Summer
- 72.Autumn
- 73.Beclouded
- 77.Too Late
- 78.Astra Castra
- 82.Setting Sail
- 87.Real
- 88.The Funeral
- 91.Refuge
- 93.Playmates
- 96.The First Lesson
- 100.Dying
- 102.The Chariot
- 104.Resurgam
- 108.Along The Potomac
- 110.Emancipation
- 111.Lost
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