by Emily Dickinson
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American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
< < < I’ve seen a dying eye
I went to thank her > > >
I went to heaven
I went to heaven, —
‘T was a small town,
Lit with a ruby,
Lathed with down.
Stiller than the fields
At the full dew,
Beautiful as pictures
No man drew.
People like the moth,
Of mechlin, frames,
Duties of gossamer,
And eider names.
Almost contented
I could be
‘Mong such unique
Society.
< < < I’ve seen a dying eye
I went to thank her > > >
American Literature – American Poetry – Emily Dickinson
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