The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
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To die - takes just a little while -They say it does'nt hurt - It's only fainter - by degrees - And then - it's out of sight - A darker Ribbon - for a Day -A Crape opon the Hat - And then the pretty sun - shinesunshine comes - And helps us to forget - The absent - mystic - creature - That but for love of us -Had gone to sleep - that soundest time - Without the weariness -