Emily Dickinson Poem

Down Time’s quaint stream

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Down Time’s quaint stream
Without an oar
We are enforced to sail
Our Port a secret
Our Perchance a Gale
What Skipper would
Incur the Risk
What Buccaneer would ride
Without a surety from the Wind
Or schedule of the Tide –

Dreams are the subtle Dower
Dominion lasts until obtained

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