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Read the poem: “The First Lesson”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
< < < The farthest thunder that I heard
The Forgotten Grave > > >


The First Lesson


Not in this world to see his face

Sounds long, until I read the place

Where this is said to be

But just the primer to a life

Unopened, rare, upon the shelf,

Clasped yet to him and me.


And yet, my primer suits me so

I would not choose a book to know

Than that, be sweeter wise;

Might some one else so learned be,

And leave me just my A B C,

Himself could have the skies.



< < < The farthest thunder that I heard
The Forgotten Grave > > >

American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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