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Read the poem: “Wedded”

by Emily Dickinson

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson
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Wedded


A solemn thing it was, I said,

   A woman white to be,

And wear, if God should count me fit,

   Her hallowed mystery.


A timid thing to drop a life

   Into the purple well,

Too plummetless that it come back

   Eternity until.



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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEmily Dickinson



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