Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Three: Love
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| FATHER, I bring thee not myself, | |
| That were the little load; | |
| I bring thee the imperial heart | |
| I had not strength to hold. | |
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| The heart I cherished in my own | 5 |
| Till mine too heavy grew, | |
| Yet strangest, heavier since it went, | |
| Is it too large for you? | |
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