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Emily Dickinson (1830–86).  Complete Poems.  1924.

Part Four: Time and Eternity

LXVIII


HER final summer was it,
And yet we guessed it not;
If tenderer industriousness
Pervaded her, we thought
  
A further force of life        5
Developed from within,—
When Death lit all the shortness up,
And made the hurry plain.
  
We wondered at our blindness,—
When nothing was to see        10
But her Carrara guide-post,—
At our stupidity,
  
When, duller than our dulness,
The busy darling lay,
So busy was she, finishing,        15
So leisurely were we!

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