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Henry David Thoreau

• All Things Are Current Found
• Away! Away! Away! Away!
• Conscience
• Epitaph On The World
• Friendship
• Great God, I Ask For No Meaner Pelf
• I Am A Parcel Of Vain Strivings Tied
• I Am The Autumnal Sun
• I Knew A Man By Sight
• I Was Made Erect And Lone
• Indeed, Indeed I Cannot Tell
• Inspiration
• Let Such Pure Hate Still Underprop
• Light-Winged Smoke
• Like A Soul
• Low-Anchored Cloud
• Men Say They Know Many Things
• Mist
• My Life Has Been The Poem
• Nature
• On Fields O'Er Which The Reaper's Hand Has Pass'D
• Pray To What Earth Does This Sweet Cold Belong
• Prayer
• Rumors From An Aeolian Harp
• Salmon Brook
• Sic Vita
• Smoke
• Song Of Nature
• Sympathy
• Tall Ambrosia
• The Fisher’s Boy -
• The Inward Morning
• The Moon
• The Poet's Delay
• The Summer Rain
• They Who Prepare My Evening Meal Below
• Though All The Fates
• To A Marsh Hawk In Spring
• What's The Railroad To Me?
• Winter Memories
• Within The Circuit Of This Plodding Life