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Poems by Emily Dickinson (Third Series): XI

by EmilyDickinson
Forgotten
The Master

XI

I've got an arrow here;
Loving the hand that sent it,
I the dart revere.
Fell, they will say, in 'skirmish'!
Vanquished, my soul will know,
By but a simple arrow
Sped by an archer's bow.
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