Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity
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| WE cover thee, sweet face. | |
| Not that we tire of thee, | |
| But that thyself fatigue of us; | |
| Remember, as thou flee, | |
| We follow thee until | 5 |
| Thou notice us no more, | |
| And then, reluctant, turn away | |
| To con thee oer and oer, | |
| And blame the scanty love | |
| We were content to show, | 10 |
| Augmented, sweet, a hundred fold | |
| If thou wouldst take it now. | |
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