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Kitabı oku: «Poems by Emily Dickinson, Third Series», sayfa 8

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LVIII.
RETROSPECT

 
'T was just this time last year I died.
  I know I heard the corn,
When I was carried by the farms, —
  It had the tassels on.
 
 
I thought how yellow it would look
  When Richard went to mill;
And then I wanted to get out,
  But something held my will.
 
 
I thought just how red apples wedged
  The stubble's joints between;
And carts went stooping round the fields
  To take the pumpkins in.
 
 
I wondered which would miss me least,
  And when Thanksgiving came,
If father'd multiply the plates
  To make an even sum.
 
 
And if my stocking hung too high,
  Would it blur the Christmas glee,
That not a Santa Claus could reach
  The altitude of me?
 
 
But this sort grieved myself, and so
  I thought how it would be
When just this time, some perfect year,
  Themselves should come to me.
 

LIX.
ETERNITY

 
On this wondrous sea,
Sailing silently,
  Ho! pilot, ho!
Knowest thou the shore
Where no breakers roar,
  Where the storm is o'er?
 
 
In the silent west
Many sails at rest,
  Their anchors fast;
Thither I pilot thee, —
Land, ho! Eternity!
  Ashore at last!
 

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