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- Martha Dickinson Bianchi. The Editor’s Preface (предисловие), стр. V-XIX
- Contents, стр. XXI-XXVI
- Emily Dickinson. To Sue (“One Sister have I in our house…”) (стихотворение), стр. 1-2
- I.
- Emily Dickinson. I. “Adventure most unto itself…” (стихотворение), стр. 3
- Emily Dickinson. II. “The Soul that hath a Guest…” (стихотворение), стр. 4
- Emily Dickinson. III. “Except the smaller size, no Lives are round…” (стихотворение), стр. 5
- Emily Dickinson. IV. “Fame is a fickle food…” (стихотворение), стр. 6
- Emily Dickinson. V. “The right to perish might be thought…” (стихотворение), стр. 7
- Emily Dickinson. VI. “Peril as a possession…” (стихотворение), стр. 8
- Emily Dickinson. VII. “When Etna basks and purrs…” (стихотворение), стр. 9
- Emily Dickinson. VIII. “Reverse cannot befall that fine Prosperity…” (стихотворение), стр. 10
- Emily Dickinson. IX. “To be alive is power…” (стихотворение), стр. 11
- Emily Dickinson. X. “Witchcraft has not a pedigree…” (стихотворение), стр. 12
- Emily Dickinson. XI. “Exhilaration is the Breeze…” (стихотворение), стр. 13
- Emily Dickinson. XII. “No romance sold unto…” (стихотворение), стр. 14
- Emily Dickinson. XIII. “If what we could were what we would —…” (стихотворение), стр. 15
- Emily Dickinson. XIV. “Perception of an…” (стихотворение), стр. 16
- Emily Dickinson. XV. “No other can reduce…” (стихотворение), стр. 17
- Emily Dickinson. XVI. “The blunder is to estimate, —…” (стихотворение), стр. 18
- Emily Dickinson. XVII. “My Wheel is in the dark, —…” (стихотворение), стр. 19
- Emily Dickinson. XVIII. “There is another Loneliness…” (стихотворение), стр. 20
- Emily Dickinson. XIX. “So gay a flower bereaved the mind…” (стихотворение), стр. 21
- Emily Dickinson. XX. “Glory is that bright tragic thing…” (стихотворение), стр. 22
- Emily Dickinson. XXI. “The missing All prevented me…” (стихотворение), стр. 23
- Emily Dickinson. XXII. “His mind, of man a secret makes…” (стихотворение), стр. 24
- Emily Dickinson. XXIII. “The suburbs of a secret…” (стихотворение), стр. 25
- Emily Dickinson. XXIV. “The difference between despair…” (стихотворение), стр. 26
- Emily Dickinson. XXV. “There is a solitude of space…” (стихотворение), стр. 27
- Emily Dickinson. XXVI. “The props assist the house…” (стихотворение), стр. 28
- Emily Dickinson. XXVII. “The gleam of an heroic act…” (стихотворение), стр. 29
- Emily Dickinson. XXVIII. “Of Death the sharpest function…” (отрывок), стр. 30
- Emily Dickinson. XXIX. “Down Time’s quaint stream…” (стихотворение), стр. 31
- Emily Dickinson. XXX. “I bet with every Wind that blew…” (стихотворение), стр. 32
- Emily Dickinson. XXXI. “The Future never spoke…” (стихотворение), стр. 33
- Emily Dickinson. XXXII. “Two lengths has every day…” (стихотворение), стр. 34
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIII. “The Soul’s superior instants…” (стихотворение), стр. 35
- II.
- Emily Dickinson. XXXW. “Nature is what we see…” (стихотворение), стр. 36
- Emily Dickinson. XXXV. “Ah Teneriffe! Retreating Mountain!..” (стихотворение), стр. 37
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVI. “She died at play…” (стихотворение), стр. 38
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVII. “Morning” means “Milking” to the…” (стихотворение), стр. 39
- Emily Dickinson. XXXVIII. “A little madness in the Spring…” (стихотворение), стр. 40
- Emily Dickinson. XXXIX. “I can’t tell you, but you feel it —…” (стихотворение), стр. 41-42
- Emily Dickinson. XL. “Some Days retired from the rest…” (стихотворение), стр. 43
- Emily Dickinson. XLI. “Like Men and Women shadows walk…” (стихотворение), стр. 44
- Emily Dickinson. XLII. “The butterfly obtains…” (стихотворение), стр. 45
- Emily Dickinson. XLIII. “Beauty crowds me till I die…” (стихотворение), стр. 46
- Emily Dickinson. XLIV. “We spy the Forests and the Hills…” (отрывок), стр. 47
- Emily Dickinson. XLV. “I never told the buried gold…” (стихотворение), стр. 48-49
- Emily Dickinson. XLVI. “The largest fire ever known…” (стихотворение), стр. 50
- Emily Dickinson. XLVII. “Bloom upon the Mountain, stated…” (стихотворение), стр. 51-52
- Emily Dickinson. XLVIII. “March is the month of expectation…” (стихотворение), стр. 53
- Emily Dickinson. XLIX. “The Duties of the Wind are few —…” (стихотворение), стр. 54
- Emily Dickinson. L. “The Winds drew off like hungry dogs…” (стихотворение), стр. 55
- Emily Dickinson. LI. “I think that the root of the Wind is Water…” (стихотворение), стр. 56
- Emily Dickinson. LII. “So, from the mould…” (стихотворение), стр. 57
- Emily Dickinson. LIII. “The long sigh of the Frog…” (стихотворение), стр. 58
- Emily Dickinson. LIV. “A cap of lead across the sky…” (стихотворение), стр. 59
- Emily Dickinson. LV. “I send two Sunsets —…” (стихотворение), стр. 60
- Emily Dickinson. LVI. “Of this is Day composed —…” (стихотворение), стр. 61
- Emily Dickinson. LVII. “The Hills erect their purple heads…” (стихотворение), стр. 62
- Emily Dickinson. LVIII. “Lightly stepped a yellow star…” (стихотворение), стр. 63
- Emily Dickinson. LIX. “The Moon upon her fluent route…” (стихотворение), стр. 64
- Emily Dickinson. LX. “Like some old fashioned miracle…” (стихотворение), стр. 65
- Emily Dickinson. LXI. “Glowing is her Bonnet…” (стихотворение), стр. 66
- Emily Dickinson. LXII. “Forever cherished be the tree…” (стихотворение), стр. 67
- Emily Dickinson. LXIII. “The Ones that disappeared are back…” (стихотворение), стр. 68
- Emily Dickinson. LXIV. “Those final Creatures, — who they are —…” (стихотворение), стр. 69
- Emily Dickinson. LXV. “Summer begins to have the look…” (стихотворение), стр. 70
- Emily Dickinson. LXVI. “A prompt, executive Bird is the Jay…” (стихотворение), стр. 71
- Emily Dickinson. LXVII. “Like brooms of steel…” (стихотворение), стр. 72
- Emily Dickinson. LXVIII. “These are the days that Reindeer love…” (стихотворение), стр. 73
- Emily Dickinson. LXIX. “Follow wise Orion…” (отрывок), стр. 74
- Emily Dickinson. LXX. “In Winter, in my room…” (стихотворение), стр. 75-76
- III.
- Emily Dickinson. LXXI. “Not any sunny tone…” (стихотворение), стр. 77
- Emily Dickinson. LXXII. “For Death, — or rather…” (стихотворение), стр. 78
- Emily Dickinson. LXXIII. “Dropped into the...” (стихотворение), стр. 79
- Emily Dickinson. LXXIV. “This quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies…” (стихотворение), стр. 80
- Emily Dickinson. LXXV. “’Twas comfort in her dying room…” (стихотворение), стр. 81
- Emily Dickinson. LXXVI. “Too cold is this…” (стихотворение), стр. 82
- Emily Dickinson. LXXVII. “I watched her face to see which way…” (стихотворение), стр. 83
- Emily Dickinson. LXXVIII. “Today or this noon…” (стихотворение), стр. 84
- Emily Dickinson. LXXIX. “I see thee better in the dark…” (стихотворение), стр. 85
- Emily Dickinson. LXXX. “Low at my problem bending…” (стихотворение), стр. 86
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXI. “If pain for peace prepares…” (стихотворение), стр. 87
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXII. “I fit for them…” (стихотворение), стр. 88
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXIII. “Not one by Heaven defrauded stay…” (стихотворение), стр. 89
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXIV. “The feet of people walking home…” (стихотворение), стр. 90
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXV. “We should not mind so small a flower…” (стихотворение), стр. 92
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXVI. “To the staunch Dust we safe commit thee…” (стихотворение), стр. 93
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXVII. “Her “Last Poems” —…” (стихотворение), стр. 94
- Emily Dickinson. LXXXVIII. “Immured in Heaven! What a Cell…” (стихотворение), стр. 95
- Emily Dickinson. LXXIX. “I’m thinking of that other morn…” (отрывок), стр. 96
- Emily Dickinson. XC. “The overtakelessness of those…” (стихотворение), стр. 97
- Emily Dickinson. XCI. “The Look of Thee, what is it like…” (стихотворение), стр. 98
- IV.
- Emily Dickinson. XCII. “The Devil, had he fidelity…” (стихотворение), стр. 99
- Emily Dickinson. XCIII. “Papa above!..” (стихотворение), стр. 100
- Emily Dickinson. XCIV. “Not when we know…” (стихотворение), стр. 101
- Emily Dickinson. XCV. “Elijah’s wagon knew no thill…” (стихотворение), стр. 102
- Emily Dickinson. XCVI. “Remember me” implored the Thief —…” (стихотворение), стр. 103
- Emily Dickinson. XCVII. “To this apartment deep…” (стихотворение), стр. 104
- Emily Dickinson. XCVIII. “Sown in dishonor?”…” (стихотворение), стр. 105
- Emily Dickinson. XCIX. “Who is it seeks my pillow nights?..” (стихотворение), стр. 106
- Emily Dickinson. C. “His Cheek is his Biographer —…” (стихотворение), стр. 107
- Emily Dickinson. CI. “Heavenly Father,” take to thee…” (стихотворение), стр. 108
- Emily Dickinson. CII. “The sweets of Pillage can be known…” (стихотворение), стр. 109
- Emily Dickinson. CIII. “A little over Jordan…” (стихотворение), стр. 110
- Emily Dickinson. CIV. “Dust is the only secret…” (стихотворение), стр. 111
- Emily Dickinson. CV. “Ambition cannot find him…” (стихотворение), стр. 112
- Emily Dickinson. CVI. “Eden is that old fashioned House…” (стихотворение), стр. 113
- Emily Dickinson. CVII. “Candor, my tepid Friend…” (стихотворение), стр. 114
- Emily Dickinson. CVIII. “Speech is a symptom of affection…” (стихотворение), стр. 115
- Emily Dickinson. CIX. “Who were “the Father and the Son” —…” (стихотворение), стр. 116-117
- V.
- Emily Dickinson. CX. “That Love is all there is…” (стихотворение), стр. 118
- Emily Dickinson. CXI. “The luxury to apprehend…” (стихотворение), стр. 119
- Emily Dickinson. CXII. “The Sea said “Come” to the Brook…” (стихотворение), стр. 120
- Emily Dickinson. CXIII. “All I may, if small…” (стихотворение), стр. 121
- Emily Dickinson. CXIV. “Love reckons by itself alone…” (стихотворение), стр. 122
- Emily Dickinson. CXV. “The inundation of the Spring…” (стихотворение), стр. 123
- Emily Dickinson. CXVI. “No Autumn’s intercepting chill…” (стихотворение), стр. 124
- Emily Dickinson. CXVII. “Volcanoes be in Sicily…” (стихотворение), стр. 125
- Emily Dickinson. CXVIII. “Distance is not the realm of Fox…” (стихотворение), стр. 126
- Emily Dickinson. CXIX. “The treason of an accent…” (стихотворение), стр. 127
- Emily Dickinson. CXX. “How destitute is he…” (стихотворение), стр. 128
- Emily Dickinson. CXXI. “Crisis is sweet and, set the Heart…” (стихотворение), стр. 129
- Emily Dickinson. CXXII. “To tell the beauty would decrease…” (стихотворение), стр. 130
- Emily Dickinson. CXXIII. “To love thee, year by year…” (стихотворение), стр. 131
- Emily Dickinson. CXXIV. “I showed her heights she never saw —…” (стихотворение), стр. 132
- Emily Dickinson. CXXV. “On my volcano grows the grass —…” (стихотворение), стр. 133
- Emily Dickinson. CXXVI. “If I could tell how glad I was…” (стихотворение), стр. 134
- Emily Dickinson. CXXVII. “Her Grace is all she has…” (стихотворение), стр. 135
- Emily Dickinson. CXXVIII. “No matter where the Saints abide…” (стихотворение), стр. 136
- Emily Dickinson. CXXIX. “To see her is a picture…” (стихотворение), стр. 137
- Emily Dickinson. CXXX. “So set its sun in thee…” (стихотворение), стр. 138
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXI. “Had this one day not been…” (стихотворение), стр. 139
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXII. “That she forgot me was the least…” (стихотворение), стр. 140
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXIII. “The incidents of Love…” (стихотворение), стр. 141
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXIV. “Just so, Jesus raps — He does not weary —…” (стихотворение), стр. 142
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXV. “Safe Despair it is that raves…” (стихотворение), стр. 143
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXVI. “The Face we choose to miss…” (стихотворение), стр. 144
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXVII. “Of so divine a loss…” (стихотворение), стр. 145
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXVIII. “The healed Heart shows its shallow scar…” (стихотворение), стр. 146
- Emily Dickinson. CXXXIX. “To pile like Thunder to its close…” (стихотворение), стр. 147
- Emily Dickinson. CXL. “The Stars are old, that stood for me —…” (стихотворение), стр. 148
- Emily Dickinson. CXLI. “All circumstances are the frame…” (стихотворение), стр. 149
- Emily Dickinson. CXLII. “I did not reach thee…” (стихотворение), стр. 150
Примечание:
Первое издание было в картонных футлярах.
1915 г. — доп. тираж.
Информация об издании предоставлена: Magnus
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