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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 277 of 446 · Second Series: Time and Eternity

Poem 38

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A throe upon the features A hurry in the breath, An ecstasy of parting Denominated "Death," --

An anguish at the mention, Which, when to patience grown, I 've known permission given To rejoin its own.

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