More from Emily Dickinson
- Because I could not stop for Death--
- Because I could not stop for Death– He kindly stopped for me
- Hope is the thing with feathers
- when that which is and that which was - apart - intrinsic stand and this brief tragedy of flesh is shifted like a sand
- when that which is and that which was -apart - intrinsic standand this brief tragedy of flesh is shifted like a sand
- I'll tell you how the sun rose, -- a ribbon at a time.
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