Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity
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| I WENT to thank her, | |
| But she slept; | |
| Her bed a funnelled stone, | |
| With nosegays at the head and foot, | |
| That travellers had thrown, | 5 |
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| Who went to thank her; | |
| But she slept. | |
| T was short to cross the sea | |
| To look upon her like, alive, | |
| But turning back t was slow. | 10 |
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