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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

To Lose Thee

To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
Tis true the drought is destitute
But, then, I had the dew!
 
The Caspian has its realms of sand,
Its other realm of sea.
Without this sterile perquisite
No Caspian could be.

#Americans #Women #XIXCentury

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