Emily Dickinson Poem

By a flower—By a letter

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By a flower—By a letter—

By a nimble love—

If I weld the Rivet faster—

Final fast—above—

 

Never mind my breathless Anvil!

Never mind Repose!

Never mind the sooty faces

Tugging at the Forge!

By Chivalries as tiny
But little Carmine hath her face

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