Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete
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Life is but life, and death but death!
Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath!
Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath!
Here a star, and there a star,
Some lose their way.
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards — day!
Some lose their way.
Here a mist, and there a mist,
Afterwards — day!
PARTING.
My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell
My life closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me,
So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell
