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Poems by Emily Dickinson: III

by EmilyDickinson
Bequest
Suspense

III

Alter? When the hills do.
Falter? When the sun
Question if his glory
Be the perfect one.
Surfeit? When the daffodil
Doth of the dew:
Even as herself, O friend!
I will of you!
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