Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity
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| MORNS like these we parted; | |
| Noons like these she rose, | |
| Fluttering first, then firmer, | |
| To her fair repose. | |
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| Never did she lisp it, | 5 |
| And t was not for me; | |
| She was mute from transport, | |
| I, from agony! | |
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| Till the evening, nearing, | |
| One the shutters drew | 10 |
| Quick! a sharper rustling! | |
| And this linnet flew! | |
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