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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

I Was the Slightest in the House

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I was the slightest in the House—
I took the smallest Room—
At night, my little Lamp, and Book—
And one Geranium—
 
So stationed I could catch the Mint
That never ceased to fall—
And just my Basket—
Let me think—I’m sure—
That this was all—
 
I never spoke—unless addressed—
And then, ’twas brief and low—
I could not bear to live—aloud—
The Racket shamed me so—
 
And if it had not been so far—
And any one I knew
Were going—I had often thought
How noteless—I could die—

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