The Poetry of Emily Dickinson: 472

 

 

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Except the Heaven had come so near –

So seemed to chose My Door –

The Distance would not haunt me so –

I had not hoped – before –

 

But just to hear the Grace depart –

I never thought to see –

Afflicts me with a Double loss –

‘Tis lost – And lost to me –