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Poems by Emily Dickinson: Requiem

by EmilyDickinson
Gone
XXXIV

Requiem

Requiem

Taken from men this morning,
Carried by men to-day,
Met by the gods with banners
Who marshalled her away.
One little maid from playmates,
One little mind from school, —
There must be guests in Eden;
All the rooms are full.
Far as the east from even,
Dim as the border star, —
Courtiers quaint, in kingdoms,
Our departed are.
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