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- Mabel Loomis Todd. Preface, стр. 3-8
- Contents, стр. 9-16
- Emily Dickinson. Prelude “My nosegays are for сaptives...” (стихотворение), стр. 17
- BOOK I. — LIFE
- Emily Dickinson. I. “Iʼm nobody! Who are you?..” (стихотворение), стр. 21
- Emily Dickinson. II. “I bring an unaccustomed wine...” (стихотворение), стр. 22-23
- Emily Dickinson. III. “The nearest dream recedes unrealized...” (стихотворение), стр. 24
- Emily Dickinson. IV. “We play at paste...” (стихотворение), стр. 25
- Emily Dickinson. V. “I found the phrase to every thought...” (стихотворение), стр. 26
- Emily Dickinson. VI. Hope (“Hope is the thing with feathers...”) (стихотворение), стр. 27
- Emily Dickinson. VII. The White Heat (“Dare you see a soul at the white heat?..”) (стихотворение), стр. 28
- Emily Dickinson. VIII. Triumphant (“Who never are unprepared...”) (стихотворение), стр. 29
- Emily Dickinson. IX. The Test (“I can wade grief...”) (стихотворение), стр. 30
- Emily Dickinson. X. Escape (“I never hear the word “escape”...”) (стихотворение), стр. 31
- Emily Dickinson. XI. Compensation (“For each ecstatic instant...”) (стихотворение), стр. 32
- Emily Dickinson. XII. The Martyrs (“Through the straight pass of suffering...”) (стихотворение), стр. 33
- Emily Dickinson. XIII. A Prayer (“I meant to have but modest needs...”) (стихотворение), стр. 34-35
- Emily Dickinson. XIV. “The thought beneath so slight a film...” (стихотворение), стр. 36
- Emily Dickinson. XV. “The soul unto itself...” (стихотворение), стр. 37
- Emily Dickinson. XVI. “Surgeons must be very careful...” (стихотворение), стр. 38
- Emily Dickinson. XVII. The Railway Train (“I like to see it lap the miles...”) (стихотворение), стр. 39
- Emily Dickinson. XVIII. The Show (“The show is not the show...”) (стихотворение), стр. 40
- Emily Dickinson. XIX. “Delight becomes pictorial...” (стихотворение), стр. 41
- Emily Dickinson. XX. “A thought went up my mind to-day...” (стихотворение), стр. 42
- Emily Dickinson. XXI. “Is Heaven a physician?..” (стихотворение), стр. 43
- Emily Dickinson. XXII. The Return (“Though I get home how late, how late!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 44
- Emily Dickinson. XXIII. “A poor torn heart, a tattered heart...” (стихотворение), стр. 45
- Emily Dickinson. XXIV. Too Much (“I should have been too glad, I see...”) (стихотворение), стр. 46-47
- Emily Dickinson. XXV. Shipwreck (“It tossed and tossed, —...”) (стихотворение), стр. 48
- Emily Dickinson. XXVI. “Victory comes late...” (стихотворение), стр. 49
- Emily Dickinson. XXVII. Enough (“God gave a loaf to every bird...”) (стихотворение), стр. 50
- Emily Dickinson. XXVIII. “Experiment to me...” (стихотворение), стр. 51
- Emily Dickinson. XXIX. My Country's Wardrobe (“My country need not change her gown...”) (стихотворение), стр. 52
- Emily Dickinson. XXX. “Faith is a fine invention...” (стихотворение), стр. 53
- Emily Dickinson. XXXI. “Except the heaven had come so near...” (стихотворение), стр. 54
- Emily Dickinson. XXXII. “Portraits are to daily faces...” (стихотворение), стр. 55
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIII. The Duel (“I took my power in my hand...”) (стихотворение), стр. 56
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIV. “A shady friend for torrid days...” (стихотворение), стр. 57
- Emily Dickinson. XXXV. The Goal (“Each life converges to some centre...”) (стихотворение), стр. 58-59
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVI. Sight (“Before I got my eye put out...”) (стихотворение), стр. 60-61
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVII. “Talk with prudence to a beggar...” (стихотворение), стр. 62
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVIII. The Preacher (“He preached upon “breadth” till it argued...”) (стихотворение), стр. 63
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIX. “Good night! which put the candle out?..” (стихотворение), стр. 64
- Emily Dickinson. XL. “When I hoped I feared...” (стихотворение), стр. 65
- Emily Dickinson. XLI. Deed (“A deed knocks first at thought...”) (стихотворение), стр. 66
- Emily Dickinson. XLII. Timeʼs Lesson (“Mine enemy is growing old —...”) (стихотворение), стр. 67
- Emily Dickinson. XLIII. Remorse (“Remorse is memory awake...”) (стихотворение), стр. 68
- Emily Dickinson. XLIV. The Shelter (“The body grows outside —...”) (стихотворение), стр. 69
- Emily Dickinson. XLV. “Undue significance a starving man attaches...” (стихотворение), стр. 70
- Emily Dickinson. XLVI. “Heart not so heavy as mine...” (стихотворение), стр. 71-72
- Emily Dickinson. XLVII. “I many times thought peace had come...” (стихотворение), стр. 73
- Emily Dickinson. XLVIII. “Unto my books so good to turn...” (стихотворение), стр. 74
- Emily Dickinson. XLIX. “This merit hath the worst, —...” (стихотворение), стр. 75
- Emily Dickinson. L. Hunger (“I had been hungry all the years...”) (стихотворение), стр. 76-77
- Emily Dickinson. LI. “I gained it so...” (стихотворение), стр. 78
- Emily Dickinson. LII. “To learn the transport by the pain...” (стихотворение), стр. 79
- Emily Dickinson. LIII. Returning (“I years had been from home...”) (стихотворение), стр. 80-81
- Emily Dickinson. LIV. Prayer (“Prayer is the little implement...”) (стихотворение), стр. 82
- Emily Dickinson. LV. “I know that he exists...” (стихотворение), стр. 83
- Emily Dickinson. LVI. Melodies Unheard (“Musicians wrestle everywhere...”) (стихотворение), стр. 84
- Emily Dickinson. LVII. Called Back (“Just lost when I was saved!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 85-86
- BOOK II. — LOVE
- Emily Dickinson. I. Choice (“Of all the souls that stand create...”) (стихотворение), стр. 89
- Emily Dickinson. II. “I have no life but this...” (стихотворение), стр. 90
- Emily Dickinson. III. “Your riches taught me poverty...” (стихотворение), стр. 91-92
- Emily Dickinson. IV. The Contract (“I gave myself to him...”) (стихотворение), стр. 93
- Emily Dickinson. V. The Letter (“Going to him! Happy letter! Tell him —...”) (стихотворение), стр. 94-95
- Emily Dickinson. VI. “The way I read a letter 's this...” (стихотворение), стр. 96
- Emily Dickinson. VII. “Wild nights! Wild nights!..” (стихотворение), стр. 97
- Emily Dickinson. VIII. At Home (“The night was wide, and furnished scant...”) (стихотворение), стр. 98-99
- Emily Dickinson. IX. Possession (“Did the harebell loose her girdle...”) (стихотворение), стр. 100
- Emily Dickinson. X. “A charm invests a face...” (стихотворение), стр. 101
- Emily Dickinson. XI. The Lovers (“The rose did caper on her cheek...”) (стихотворение), стр. 102
- Emily Dickinson. XII. “In lands I never saw, they say...” (стихотворение), стр. 103
- Emily Dickinson. XIII. “The moon is distant from the sea...” (стихотворение), стр. 104
- Emily Dickinson. XIV. “He put the belt around my life. —...” (стихотворение), стр. 105
- Emily Dickinson. XV. The Lost Jewel (“I held a jewel in my fingers...”) (стихотворение), стр. 106
- Emily Dickinson. XVI. “What if I say I shall not wait?..” (стихотворение), стр. 107
- BOOK III. — NATURE
- Emily Dickinson. I. Mother Nature (“Nature, the gentlest mother...”) (стихотворение), стр. 111-112
- Emily Dickinson. II. Out of the Morning (“Will there really be a morning?..”) (стихотворение), стр. 113
- Emily Dickinson. III. “At half-past three a single bird...” (стихотворение), стр. 114
- Emily Dickinson. IV. Dayʼs Parlor (“The day came slow, till five o'clock...”) (стихотворение), стр. 115
- Emily Dickinson. V. The Sunʼs Wooing (“The sun just touched the morning...”) (стихотворение), стр. 116
- Emily Dickinson. VI. The Robin (“The robin is the one...”) (стихотворение), стр. 117
- Emily Dickinson. VII. The Butterflyʼs Day (“From cocoon forth a butterfly...”) (стихотворение), стр. 118-119
- Emily Dickinson. VIII. The Bluebird (“Before you thought of spring...”) (стихотворение), стр. 120
- Emily Dickinson. IX. April (“An altered look about the hills...”) (стихотворение), стр. 121
- Emily Dickinson. X. The Sleeping Flowers (“Whose are the little beds” I asked,...”) (стихотворение), стр. 122-123
- Emily Dickinson. XI. My Rose (“Pigmy seraphs gone astray...”) (стихотворение), стр. 124
- Emily Dickinson. XII. The Orioleʼs Secret (“To hear an oriole sing...”) (стихотворение), стр. 125
- Emily Dickinson. XIII. The Oriole (“One of the ones that Midas touched...”) (стихотворение), стр. 126-127
- Emily Dickinson. XIV. In Shadow (“I dreaded that first robin so,...”) (стихотворение), стр. 128-129
- Emily Dickinson. XV. The Humming-Bird (“A route of evanescence...”) (стихотворение), стр. 130
- Emily Dickinson. XVI. Secrets (“The skies canʼt keep their secret!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 131
- Emily Dickinson. XVII. “Who robbed the woods?..” (стихотворение), стр. 132
- Emily Dickinson. XVIII. Two Voyagers (“Two butterflies went out at noon...”) (стихотворение), стр. 133
- Emily Dickinson. XIX. By the Sea (“I started early, took my dog...”) (стихотворение), стр. 134-135
- Emily Dickinson. XX. Old-Fashioned (“Arcturus is his other name...”) (стихотворение), стр. 136-137
- Emily Dickinson. XXI. A Tempest (“An awful tempest mashed the air...”) (стихотворение), стр. 138
- Emily Dickinson. XXII. The Sea (“An everywhere of silver...”) (стихотворение), стр. 139
- Emily Dickinson. XXIII. In the Garden (“A bird came down the walk...”) (стихотворение), стр. 140-141
- Emily Dickinson. XXIV. The Snake (“A narrow fellow in the grass...”) (стихотворение), стр. 142-143
- Emily Dickinson. XXV. The Mushroom (“The mushroom is the elf of plants...”) (стихотворение), стр. 144-145
- Emily Dickinson. XXVI. The Storm (“There came a wind like a bugle...”) (стихотворение), стр. 146
- Emily Dickinson. XXVII. The Spider (“A spider sewed at night...”) (стихотворение), стр. 147
- Emily Dickinson. XXVIII. “I know a place where summer strives...” (стихотворение), стр. 148
- Emily Dickinson. XXIX. “The one that could repeat the summer day...” (стихотворение), стр. 149
- Emily Dickinson. XXX. The Windʼs Visit (“The wind tapped like a tired man...”) (стихотворение), стр. 150-151
- Emily Dickinson. XXXI. “Nature rarer uses yellow...” (стихотворение), стр. 152
- Emily Dickinson. XXXII. Gossip (“The leaves, like women, interchange...”) (стихотворение), стр. 153
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIII. Simplicity (“How happy is the little stone...”) (стихотворение), стр. 154
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIV. Storm (“It sounded as if the streets were running...”) (стихотворение), стр. 155
- Emily Dickinson. XXXV. The Rat (“The rat is the concisest tenant...”) (стихотворение), стр. 156
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVI. “Frequently the woods are pink...” (стихотворение), стр. 157
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVII. A Thunder-Storm (“The wind begun to rock the grass...”) (стихотворение), стр. 158-159
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVIII. With Flowers (“South winds jostle them...”) (стихотворение), стр. 160
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIX. Sunset (“Where ships of purple gently toss...”) (стихотворение), стр. 161
- Emily Dickinson. XL. “She sweeps with many-colored brooms...” (стихотворение), стр. 162
- Emily Dickinson. XLI. “Like mighty footlights burned the red...” (стихотворение), стр. 163
- Emily Dickinson. XLII. Problems (“Bring me the sunset in a cup...”) (стихотворение), стр. 164-165
- Emily Dickinson. XLIII. The Juggler of Day (“Blazing in gold and quenching in purple...”) (стихотворение), стр. 166
- Emily Dickinson. XLIV. My Cricket (“Farther in summer than the birds...”) (стихотворение), стр. 167
- Emily Dickinson. XLV. “As imperceptibly as grief...” (стихотворение), стр. 168
- Emily Dickinson. XLVI. “It can't be summer, — that got through...” (стихотворение), стр. 169
- Emily Dickinson. XLVII. Summerʼs Obsequies (“The gentian weaves her fringes...”) (стихотворение), стр. 170-171
- Emily Dickinson. XLVIII. Fringed Gentian (“God made a little gentian...”) (стихотворение), стр. 172
- Emily Dickinson. XLIX. November (“Besides the autumn poets sing...”) (стихотворение), стр. 173
- Emily Dickinson. L. The Snow (“It sifts from leaden sieves...”) (стихотворение), стр. 174-175
- Emily Dickinson. LI. The Blue Jay (“No brigadier throughout the year...”) (стихотворение), стр. 176
- BOOK IV. — TIME AND ETERNITY
- Emily Dickinson. I. “Let down the bars, O Death!..” (стихотворение), стр. 181
- Emily Dickinson. II. “Going to heaven!..” (стихотворение), стр. 182-183
- Emily Dickinson. III. “At least to pray is left, is left...” (стихотворение), стр. 184
- Emily Dickinson. IV. Epitaph (“Step lightly on this narrow spot!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 185
- Emily Dickinson. V. “Morns like these we parted...” (стихотворение), стр. 186
- Emily Dickinson. VI. “A death-blow is a life-blow to some...” (стихотворение), стр. 187
- Emily Dickinson. VII. “I read my sentence steadily...” (стихотворение), стр. 188
- Emily Dickinson. VIII. “I have not told my garden yet...” (стихотворение), стр. 189
- Emily Dickinson. IX. The Battle-Field (“They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars...”) (стихотворение), стр. 190
- Emily Dickinson. X. “The only ghost I ever saw...” (стихотворение), стр. 191
- Emily Dickinson. XI. “Some, too fragile for winter winds...” (стихотворение), стр. 192
- Emily Dickinson. XII. “As by the dead we love to sit...” (стихотворение), стр. 193
- Emily Dickinson. XIII. Memorials (“Death sets a thing significant...”) (стихотворение), стр. 194-195
- Emily Dickinson. XIV. “I went to heaven, —...” (стихотворение), стр. 196
- Emily Dickinson. XV. “Their height in heaven comforts not...” (стихотворение), стр. 197
- Emily Dickinson. XVI. “There is a shame of nobleness...” (стихотворение), стр. 198
- Emily Dickinson. XVII. Triumph (“Triumph may be of several kinds...”) (стихотворение), стр. 199
- Emily Dickinson. XVIII. “Pompless no life can pass away...” (стихотворение), стр. 200
- Emily Dickinson. XIX. “I noticed people disappeared...” (стихотворение), стр. 201
- Emily Dickinson. XX. Following (“I had no cause to be awake...”) (стихотворение), стр. 202-203
- Emily Dickinson. XXI. “If anybodyʼs friend be dead...” (стихотворение), стр. 204-205
- Emily Dickinson. XXII. The Journey (“Our journey had advanced...”) (стихотворение), стр. 206
- Emily Dickinson. XXIII. A Country Burial (“Ample make this bed...”) (стихотворение), стр. 207
- Emily Dickinson. XXIV. Going (“On such a night, or such a night...”) (стихотворение), стр. 208-209
- Emily Dickinson. XXV. “Essential oils are wrung...” (стихотворение), стр. 210
- Emily Dickinson. XXVI. “I lived on dread; to those who know...” (стихотворение), стр. 211
- Emily Dickinson. XXVII. “If I should die...” (стихотворение), стр. 212
- Emily Dickinson. XVIII. At Length (“Her final summer was it,...”) (стихотворение), стр. 213
- Emily Dickinson. XXIX. Ghosts (“One need not be a chamber to be haunted...”) (стихотворение), стр. 214-215
- Emily Dickinson. XXX. Vanished (“She died, — this was the way she died...”) (стихотворение), стр. 216
- Emily Dickinson. XXXI. Precedence (“Wait the majesty of Death...”) (стихотворение), стр. 217
- Emily Dickinson. XXXII. Gone (“Went up a year this evening!..”) (стихотворение), стр. 218-219
- Emily Dickinson. XXIII. Requiem (“Taken from men this morning...”) (стихотворение), стр. 220
- Emily Dickinson. XXIV. “What inn is this...” (стихотворение), стр. 221
- Emily Dickinson. XXXV. “It was not death, for I stood up...” (стихотворение), стр. 222-223
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVI. Till the End (“I should not dare to leave my friend...”) (стихотворение), стр. 224
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVII. Void (“Great streets of silence led away...”) (стихотворение), стр. 225
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVIII. “A throe upon the features...” (стихотворение), стр. 226
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIX. Saved! (“Of tribulation these are they...”) (стихотворение), стр. 227
- Emily Dickinson. XL. “I think just how my shape will rise...” (стихотворение), стр. 228
- Emily Dickinson. XLI. The Forgotten Grave (“After a hundred years...”) (стихотворение), стр. 229
- Emily Dickinson. XLII. “Lay this laurel on the one...” (стихотворение), стр. 230
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