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   Chapter 108 ALONG THE POTOMAC.

Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete By Emily Dickinson Characters: 470

Updated: 2017-12-01 00:03


When I was small, a woman died.

To-day her only boy

Went up from the Potomac,

His face all victory,

To look at her; how slowly

The seasons must have turned

Till bullets clipt an angle,

And he passed quickly round!

If pride shall be in Paradise

I never can decide;

Of their imperial conduct,

No person testified.

But proud in apparition,

That woman and her boy

Pass back and forth before my brain,

As ever in the sky.

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