Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity
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| SHE died,this was the way she died; | |
| And when her breath was done, | |
| Took up her simple wardrobe | |
| And started for the sun. | |
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| Her little figure at the gate | 5 |
| The angels must have spied, | |
| Since I could never find her | |
| Upon the mortal side. | |
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