Emily Dickinson Poem

All that I do

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All that I do
Is in review
To his enamored mind
I know his eye
Where e’er I ply
Is pushing close behind

Not any Port
Nor any flight
But he doth there preside
What omnipresence
——–lies in wait
For her to be a Bride

All things swept sole away
All men for Honor hardest work

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