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Emily Dickinson · Poems

Poem 349 of 446 · Third Series: Love

Poem 13

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Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you're lagging, I may remember him!

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